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SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK: 


BY  ASA  FITZ, 


AUTHOR  OF  THK 


A-merican  School  Song  Book,  Coramon 
Schoo]  Song  Book,  Parlor  Harp,  etc. 


SEVENTIETH    THOUSAND. 


BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED  BY  CEOSBY,  NICHOLS  &  CO, 

111  WasMngton  St. 

1857. 


iiiiieiv;'*.  according  to  Act  ot  Congress  in  the  year  1S54 

BY  ASA  FITZ. 

in  the  Clerk  s  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  tfie  DistncJ 
of  MassachaseUs 


STEREOTYPED  BY  J.  E.   I'ARWEIL  &   C\> 

32  Cong.ess  Street,  Bostcii. 


PREFACE 


TO     THE     NEW     EDITIOX. 


It  was  our  original  design,  in  preparing  a 
book  of  hymns  for  schools,  to  select  such  only 
as  were  appropriate  for  the  devotional  exer- 
cises of  the  school  room.  The  first  editions 
of  the  book  contained  but  few  others.  Upon 
further  consideration  we  found  that  a  large 
number  of  the  most  popular  school  songs 
might  be  added,  with  a  trifling  expense,  and 
thereby  render  the  book  much  more  valuable 
to  those  who  are  not  accustomed  to  get  up 
new  music  in  their  schools. 

The  tunes  set  to  each  hymn  are  generally 
familiar  to  most  pupils  in  our  schools.  Note 
books  are  not  needed  for  this  class  of  music, 
especially  when  used  for  the  purposes  of  devo- 
tion and  recreation.  Teachers  who  prefer  the 
music  will  find  most  of  the  tunes  referred  to 
in  this  book  in  the    "  Common  School  Song 


4  PREFACE. 

Book,"  ••'  American  School  Book  "  and  "  Songs 
for  the  Million"  —  books  which  are  already 
in  the  hands  of  many  of  the  pupils  in  our 
schools. 

The  Devotional  Hymns  are  believed  to  be 
entirely  free  from  any  sectarian  peculiarities 
while  they  are  highly  elevated  in  their  charac- 
ter, and  adapted  to  all  ages  of  pupils. 

The  Songs  contain  pure  moral  sentiments, 
and  are  peculiarly  adapted  to  render  the  exer- 
cises of  the  school  room  pleasant  and  re- 
freshing. 

No  teacher  with  this  book  can  fail  to  have 
good  music  in  his  school.  Even  if  he  does  not 
sing,  there  are  always  pupils  enough  who  can 
sing  many  of  the  hymns  in  this  book  without 
the  aid  of  the  teacher. 

All  schools,  as  far  as  possible,  should  com- 
mence and  close  the  exercises  of  the  day  with 
a  song  of  praise.  This  would  tend  greatly  to 
refine  and  educate  the  moral  elements  of 
cb  aracter,  of  which  the  pupil  stands  so  much 
in  need,  and  which,  at  the  present  day.  is  so 
much  neglected. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Ascription,  25,  26,  63. 

Adoration,  70. 

Bible,  69,  99. 

Bonnie  Doon,  112. 

Close  of  the  week,  31, 

Close  of  school,  71 

Contentment,  98. 

Christian  union,  47. 

Devotion,  65. 

Evening  hymn,  8,  22,  27,  28,  31,  34,  60   62, 

67,  77,  SO,  81. 
Fount  of  blessing,  37. 
Funeral  hymn,  71,  91,  102. 
Goodness  of  God,  24,  48,  59 
Gratitude,  66,  72. 
Harvest  hymn,  95. 
Hour  of  Prayer,  73. 
Home,  44. 

Heaven,  29,  35,  49,  50,  53,  55,  85. 
Invitation,  76. 
Jesus,  56,  64. 
Last  rose  of  summer  97. 
Love  of  God,  43. 


6  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Morning  hymn,  7,  S,  3S,  40,  52,  M,  61.  64, 

78,  79,  83,  110. 
Meekness,  51. 
Opening  year,  19. 
Our  destiny,  S3,  103. 
Parting  song,  13,  96. 
P^atriotic  hymns,  90,  100,  105,  107. 
Petition,  9,  14,  15,  26,  27.  36,  57,  53,  OS,  P9, 

104. 
Pm-ity,  53. 

Praise,  11,  20,  30,  38,  69. 
Pity',  86. 

Prayer,  21,  42,  89. 
Pleasant  school,  108, 
Pleasant  words,  84. 
Report  of  the  Watchman,  34. 
Retirement,  74,  75. 
Resignation,  46. 
Remember  thy  Creator,  41 
Sabbath,  32.  ' 
Sacred  ties,  51,  76,  83. 
Self  consecration,  63. 
Star  of  Bethlehem,  87. 

School,  109,  111,  116,  117    lis,  119,  121,  122 
Truth,  106. 

Temperance,  93,  94,  113. 
Thanksgiving,  23. 
Wisdom,  20. 
Worshi->,  12,  17,  18,  28,  33. 


TH5 

AMEEICAN 
SCHOOL  HYjMN  book. 


£.  ^8&7s.  Bounding  Billows 

Morning  Song. 

1  Swift  my  childhood's  dreams  are  passing, 

Lilce  the  startled  doves  they  fly  ; 
Or  bright  clouds  each  other  chasing, 
Over  yonder  quiet  sky. 

2  Soon  I'll  hear  earth's  flattering  story, 

Scon  its  visions  will  be  mine  ; 
Shall  I  covet  wealth  and  glory  ? 
Shall  I  bow  at  pleasure's  shrine  ? 

3  No,  my  God,  one  prayer  I  raise  thee 

From  my  young  and  happy  heart  j 
Never  let  me  cease  to  praise  thee, 
Never  from  thy  fear  depart. 


8  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK- 

4  Than,  when  years  have  gather'd  o'er  mo, 
And  the  world  is  sunk  in  shade  ; 
Heaven's  bright  realms  will  rise  before  me 
There  ray  treasure  will  be  laid. 

II.  7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn.     Nurembero. 

Evening   Hymn. 

1  Brvithers,  sisters,  ere  we  part. 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  me"fet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  j 

There  released  from  toil  and  pain, 

There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  hii^  wlio  reigns  in  heaven, 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ;     - 
Gratefil  for  thy  love  divine, 

O,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine . 

III.  7s&6s.  America. 
Morning    Hymn. 

1  Come,  thou  almighty  King^ 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing- — 
Help  us  to  praise. 


SCHOOL*  HVAIN    BOUK.  \f 

Father  all  glorious. 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

S  Come,  thou  eternal  Lord, 
By  heav'n  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend. 
Come,  and  thy  children  ble£,«  | 
Give  thy  good  word  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  decend. 

3  Be  thou  our  comforter  j 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour. 
Omnipotent  thou  art : 
0,  rule  in  every  heart,  ' 

And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

[V.  7  s  &  6  s.  Amer  ca 

For  Divine   Guidance. 
1  O  God,  thy  grace  impart ; 
Revive  my  fainting  heart ; 
My  zeal  inspire  j 


10  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Reveal  thyself  to  me, 
And  may  my  love  to  Thee, 
Pure,  warm^,  and  changeless  be  — 
A  living  fire. 

2  When  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darlcness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

3  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
O,  Father,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove. 
And  bear  me  safe  above, — 

A  ransomed  soul. 


V.  7  s  &  6  s.  America 

Praise  to  God. 
I  Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name  j 
Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim  ; 
Rise  and  adore  ; 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  11 

High  o'er  the  heavens  above, 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love  : 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 
Vast  as  his  power. 

9  Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Triumphant  sounds  of  praise, 

Wide  as  his  fame  ; 
There  let  the  harps  be  found, 
Organs  with  solemn  sound, 
Roll  your  deep  notes  around  — 

Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  ye  sing. 
Shake  every  sounding  string  ; 

Sweet  the  accord ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows  — 
Let  every  breath  that  flows, 
His  noblest  fame  disclose  : 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

VJ.  7  s.  Nuremberg. 

Praise. 

1   Praise  to  God, —  immortal  praise, 

For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days : 

Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy. 

Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 


12  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  haa^ 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  lib'rat  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores. 

3  These,  to  that  dear  source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow  ; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days, 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

4  Lord,  to  thee,  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never  ending  praise  ; 
And  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thy  self  alone. 


VII.  7  S.  NuREiMBERfl 

The   Acceptable  "Worship. 
1    Father  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 

Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined  . 
Musing  iri  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men. 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 
Claiming  large  returns  again. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  Lord,  what  offerings  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  v/e  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsulUed  spring, 

Wnenee  the  kind  affections  flow  j 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast. 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind. 

Heal  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor  j 
Love,  embracing  all  our-  Idnd  ; 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  Heavenly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind. 
Thus  th'  accepted  offering  bring,— 

Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 

'^"HL  7  s.  Nuremberg. 

Parting    Song. 

I   When  shall  we  all  meet  again? 
When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire. 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  rethe, 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reigii, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again.  . 


14  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK, 

2  Though  m  distant  lands  we,  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  the  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls  ; 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 
There  shall  we  all  meet  again. 

3  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade. 
Beauty,  wealth  and  fame  are  laid, 

^Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  may  ^ve  all  meet  again. 

IX.  7  s.  '        Pleyel's  Hv.mn 

1  To  thy  pastures,  fair  and  large. 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  they  charge  ; 
And  my  couch,  with  tcnd'rest  care. 
Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  —  with  summer's  heat. 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 

To  the  streams,  that,  still  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread ; 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  15 

With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied, 
This  my  guard  —  and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend  : 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 

7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn. 

God  A   Refuge. 

1  Father,  Refuge  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Father,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
O,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  : 

Helpless  hangs  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  O,  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed. 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadoAV  of  thy  wing. 


16  SCHOOL    HYMN"   BOOK. 

3  Thou,  O,  God,  art  all  I  want, 

Boundless  love,  through  Christ,  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint; 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  take  to  thee, 
Reign  O  Lord,  within  ray  heart ; 

Reign  to  all  eternity. 

XJ.  7  s.    Pleyel'S  Hymn. 

Heaven. 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  exulting,  happy  throng. 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song  ? 
"Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain. 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches  to  obtain. 

New  doiTiinion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  j 

These  from  great  afflictions  camo  , 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  liis  almighty  name  . 


8CH00L   HYMN    BOOK.  17 

Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ;    , 
Them  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  ; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears  ; 
And  for  ever  from  tjieir  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

XII.  L.  M.     Hamburg—  Waru 

Worship. 
1  Great  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 
We  bow  before  thy  mercy  seat. 
To  worship  thee,  the  hoYy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

3  O,  grant  thy  blessing^ here  to-day  ! 

O,  give  thy  people  joy  and  peace  ! 

The  tokens  of  thy  love  display. 

And  favor  that  shall  never  cease. 
2 


18  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Wo  seek  the  truth  wliich  Jesus  brought ; 

His  path  of  light  we  long  to  tread  ; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught, 
And  here  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abound  ; 

Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven  ; 
And  we,  in  thy  great  day,  be  found 
Children  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven. 

Xni.  L.  M.  Hameukg— Ward 

The  God  of  all  Grace. 

1  Great  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  powers 

Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  j 
Thy  hand  revolves  my  circling  hours, — 
Thy  hand,  from  whence  my  being  came, 

2  Seasons,  and  moons,  still  rolling  round 

In  beautec'13  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  cro%VTied, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  My  life,  my  liealth,  my  friends,  I  owe 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  19 

^  Thus  will  I  sing  till  nature  cease, 

Till  sense  and  language  are  no  more, 
And  after  death  thy  boundless  grace, 
Through  everlasting  years,  adore. 

XIV".  L.  j\r.  Ha^iburg — Ward. 

A  Song  for   the   Opemng  Tear.  ^ 

!   Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  : 
The  operling  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  its  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad. 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  ppst  we  own  j 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown  — 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  song?, 
And  seal  -ti  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  brighter  words,  our  souls  shall  boast. 


20  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

XV.  C.  M.  Balerwa. 
"Wisdom. 

1  How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes, 
His  early,  only  choice. 
%  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far, 
Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are, 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  aged  head, 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ;" 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

XVI.  C.  :\I.  Balerma 
Praise  from  all  Nature. 

1   Begin  the  high,  celestial  strain 
My  raptured  soul,  and  sing 
A  sacred  hymn  of  grateful  praise 
To  heaven's  almi^ht"  Kins. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  21 

2  Ye  curling  fountains,  as  ye  roll 

Your  silver  waves  along, 
Repeat  to  all  your  verdant  shores 
The  subject  of  the  song. 

3  Bear  it,  ye  breezes,  on  your  wings. 

To  dis'.ant  climes  away. 
And  round  the  wide  extended  world 
The  lofty  theme  convey. 

4  Long  let  it  warble  round  the  spheres, 

And  echo  through  the  sky  ; 

Let  angels,  with  immortal  skill. 

Improve  the  harmony  j  — 

5  While  we,  with  sacred  rapture  fired, 

The  blest  Greater  sing. 
And  chant  our  consecrated  lays 
To  heaven's  eternal  King. 

XVIL  C.  M.  Bai.erma." 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 
1  O  Thou,  enthroned  in  worlds  above, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend 
Lo !  at  the  footstool  of  thy  love 
Thy  children  humbly  bend. 


22  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  All  reverence  to  thy  name  be  given, 

Thy  kingdom  wide  displayed  : 
And,  as  thy  will  is  done  in  heaven, 
Be  it  on  earth  obeyed. 

3  Our  table  may  thy  bounty  spread 

From  thine  exhaustless  store  : 
From  day  to  day,  with  daily  bread, 
Nor  would  we  ask.  for  more. 

4  That  pardon  we  to  others  give. 

Do  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
From  all  temptati.m,  O  relieve. 

From  every  ill  defend.  ' 

J  And  now  to  thee  belong,  Most  High, 
The  kingdom,  glory,  power, 
Through  the  broad  earth  and  spacious  sky, 
Till  time  shall  be  no  more. 

XVIII.  8&7s.  Sicilian  H— Wilmot 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  blessing 

On  th'  instructions  of  this  day  ; 

That  our  hearts  thy  fear  possessing, 

May  from  sin  be  turned  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  23 

2  We  have  wandered  ;  (7,  forgive  us, 

We  have  v/ished  from  truth  to  rove  ; 
Turn,  O  turn  us,  and  receive  us, 
And  incline  our  hearts  to  love 

3  We  have  learned  that  Christ,  the  Saviour, 

Lived  to  teach  us  what  is  'good  j 
Died  to  gain  for  us  thy  favor, 
And  redeem  us  by  his  blood. 

4  For  his  sake,  O  God,  forgive  us : 

Guide  us  to  that  happy  home. 

Where  the  Saviour  will  receive  us, 

And  where  sin  can  never  come. 


XIX.  8  &  7  s.  Sicilian  H— Wiuaox. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  Praise  the  Lord^  when  blushing  morning 

Wakes  the  blossoms  fresh  with  dew^ 
Praise  him  when  revived  creation 
Beams  with  beauties  fair  and  new. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  when  early  breezes 

Come  so  fragrant  from  tbe  flowers ; 

Praise,  thou  willow,  by  the  brook-side, 

Praise,  ye  birds,  among  the  bowers. 


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3  Praise  the  Lord,  and  may  his  blessing 

Guide  us  in  the  way  of  truth . 
Keep  our  feet  from  paths  of  error, 
Make  us  holy  in  our  youth. 

4  Fraise  the  Lord,  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 

Angels,  sing  your  sweetest  lays  : 
All  things  utter  forth  his  glory, 
Sound  aloud  Jehovah's  praise. 


XX.  8  &  7  s.  Sicilian  H — Wiijhot. 

God  is  Love. 

1  God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever  ; 

•  Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth. 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  : 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  strearaeth  j 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


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4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above  : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

XXI.  8  &  7  "WiLMOT 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Part  in  peace  !  is  day  before  us  ' 

Praise  his  name  for  life  and  light ; 
Are  the  shadows  length'ning  o'er  us  ? 
Bless  His  care  who  guards  the  night. 

2  Part  in  peace  !  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living, 
Tranquil  mem'ry  to  the  dead. 

3  Part  in  peace  !  such  are  the  praises 

God,  our  Maker,  loveth  best  ; 
Such  the  worship  that  iipraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

XXn.  S  &  7  WiLMOT. 

Ascription. 
1   Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing  ! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears  j 
Let  us  each  thy  care  possessing. 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 


26  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  A  U  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 
Peace,  companion  of  our  way  : 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 

XXIII.  8  &  7  VVlLMOT 

Glory  to  God. 

1  Praise  to  thee  thou  great  Creator ! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ! 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given. 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high  ! 

XXIV.  S  &  7  s.  WiLMOi 
Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor. 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


SCHOOL    HYxMN    BOOK.  27 

XXV.  8  &  7  ^  WlLMOT. 
Closing  Hymn. 

1  Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me, 

Through  my  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  me. 
Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 

2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 

Meekly  kneeling,  I  implore  ; 
1  have  found  thee,  and  would  never. 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

XXVI.  8  7  &  4.  Gkeenvillb. 
God,  our  Guide. 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim,  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  m^  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain. 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  sliield. 


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SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK, 


3  Wheti  I  tread  tlfc  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current : 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

XXVII.  8,  7  &  4.  GfvEENVILIA. 

Dismission. 
I  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessirig  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 

O,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderne&s. 

7   Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  : 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

XXVIII.  S  &  7.         Sicilian  Hytbm. 
"Worship. 

1  Peace  be  to  tbis  habitation  : 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein  : 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  29 

Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation  : 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin  ; 

2  Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us : 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us  ' 
Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come  j 

3  Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation, 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 
In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 


XXIX.  7  &  6  3.  Amsterdam. 

Heaven. 

1  Rise,  my  soul  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace. 
Rise  from  transitory  things 

Towards  heav'n  -thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  add  stars  decay  j 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run. 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  j 


30  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Fire  ascendin  g,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  theii-  source. 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace 

XXX.  7  &  G  s.  Amsterdam. 

Praise  the  Lord. 

1  Praise  the  Lord,  who  reigns  above, 

And  keeps  his  courts  below  ; 

Praise  him  for  his  boundless  love, 

And  all  his  greatness  show. 

2  Praise  him  for  his  noble  deeds 

Praise  him  for  his  matchless  power  j 
Him,  from  whom  all  good  proceeds, 
Let  earth  and  heaven  adore. 

3  Prai&s  him,  every  tuneful  string  j 

And  all  of  heavenly  art, 

All  the  power  of  music  bring. 

The  music  of  the  heart. 

4  Hallowed  be  his  name  beneath, 

As  in  heaven  pn  earth  adored  , 
Praise  the  Lord  in  every  breath, 
Let  all  ihings  praise  the  Lord. 


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XXXI.  7  &  6.     The  Morning  Light. 

Reflections  at  Sunset. 

1  The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west : 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  daylight's  gentle  close  ; 

May  angels,  round  me  singing, 

Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 

So,  when  in  death  benighted, 

May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning, 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break ; 
O,  on  thai  last  bright  morning. 
May  I  in  glory  wake. 

XXXIl.  C.  M.  Lang  Sithb, 

Close  of  the  Week. 
1   O  Lord,  another  week  is  flown, 
And  we,  a  youtliful  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne., 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 


32  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  And  wilt  thou  lend  a  listening  ear 
To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
Thou  wilt !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekne&s  pours. 

li  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 
As  in  thy  name  we  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  weak  as  they. 

4  O,  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 
And  bid  our  passion  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

XXXIII.  L.  M.     Hebron  — Waed. 

Deliglit  in  the  Sabbath. 

J   Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing  : 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  tl^  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  oif  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
0,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found^ 
Like  David's  harp,  of  solemn  sound' 


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SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  33 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord. 
.  And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  : 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ' 

i  When  shall  I  see  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  an  eternal  world  of  joy  ? 

XXXIV.  L.  M.     Hebron— Waed. 

Worship  Acceptable  from  every  Place. 

1  O  Thou,  to  whom  m  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung. 
Whom  kings  adored  in  songs  sublime, 
And  prophets   praised  with   glowing 
tongue. 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 

Thy  favored  worshippers  may  dwell. 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayei, 
The  incense  of  the  heart  may  rise 

To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  th^re. 
3 


34  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

4  O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung, 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clinie, 
Shall  temples  rise  and  praise  be  sung. 

XXXV.  7  s.        In  A  Cottagb 
Closing  Hymn. 

1  Watch  of  Israel !  we  shall  rest 
Calmly,  if  thy  voice  has  blest ; 
If  thou  sayest,  "  All  is  well, 
Ever  wakeful  sentinel, 

2  If  in  sleep  our  spirits  dream  \ 
Still,  O  still  be  thou  the  theme  ; 
Heavenly  let  our  spirits  be. 

E'en  of  dreaming,  dream  of  thee  ! 

3  But  if  sleep  be  far  away. 

And  we  watch  till  dawning  day, 
Let  the  Spirit  still  impart, 
Calmness  to  each  aching  heart ! 

XXXVI.  7  s.      Pleyel's  Hy»r. 
.  Beport  of  the  "Watclinian. 

First  Voice. 
1  Watchman  I  tell  us  of  the  night. 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  35 

Second   Voice. 
Traveller  !  o'er  you.  mountain's  height, 
See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

5  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

}  Watchman  I  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  ; 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

I  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Travelhr  I  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

XXXVII.  7  s.        Pleyel's  Hvaui 

Heaven. 
►    1  High  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above. 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 
Happy  in  Immanuel's  love. 
2  Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below. 

Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 

Torturing  pain  and  heavy  woe. 


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8  Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  ean  entrance  And, 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Soothed  the  aftguish  of  the  mind. 

4  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies,  ^ 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  risCj— 
Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love. 

M 

f 

KXXVni.  8  &  7.      Sicilian  Hyms. 

Petition. 

1  Father,  in  thy  sacred  dwelling. 

Now  we  lift  the  voice  in  prayer, 
While  our  gentle  hearts  are  swelling, 

Lend,  O  lend,  a  gracious  ear  ! 
View  us  on  Ufa's  troubled  waters, 

Rudely  toss'd  by  every  tide  ; 
Guide  us,  infant  sons  and  daughters, 

O'er  the  billows  far  and  wide. 

2  Should  the  distant  shadows  rising, 

Veil  in  clouds  our  vernal  sky, 
May  we,  on  thy  arm  reclining, 
Feel  secure  when  danger's  night 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  37 

Keep  us,  by  thy  spirit  given. 

Till  the  the  voyage  of  life  is  past. 
Safely  to  the  port  of  heaven 

Bring  our  weary  soiils  at  last. 


XiX.  8  &  7.     Sicilian  Htmk 

Tlie  Fount  of  Blessing. 

1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes  and  vain  desires, 

Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 

2  Prom  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

3  Who  may  share  this  great  salvatior  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind, 
Every  kindred,  tongue  and  nation, 
From  the  stains  of  guilt  refined. 

4  Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none  ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 
From  the  fountain  of  his  throue. 


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XL.  8  &  7.         Sicilian  HyufN. 

Praise  the  Lord. 

1  Praise  the  Lord  ;  ye  heavens  adore  him  ; 

Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him  ; 
Praise  him.  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  be  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail  j 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation. 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim  } 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

XLL     7  &  6.  MoRNiKG  LiGUT  IS  Breaking. 
Morning   Song. 
1  The  morning  light  is  breaking, 
The  darkness  disappears. 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 
To  penitential  tears ; 


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Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean. 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 

In  many  a  gentle  show'r. 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us,  - 

Are  opening  every  hour  ; 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answer  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above  ; 
While  sinners  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

4  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way^ 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  ; 


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Stay  not,  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their'home, 

Stay  not,  till  all  the  holy, 
Proclaim,  the  Lord  has  come. 


XLII.  7  &  6.  Missionary  Hymn 

Life  Bapidly  Passing  Away. 

1  As  flows  the  rapid  river, 

With  channel  broad  and  free,. 
Its  waters  rippling  ever, 

And  hasting  to  the  sea. 
So  life  is  onward  flowing. 

And  days  of  oflered  peace, 
A  id  man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 

2  As  moons  are  ever  waning, 

As  hastes  the  sun  away, 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day. 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us, 

The  darkness  of  the  grave  ; 
And  death  is  just  before  us  : 

God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  41 

3  Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love  ? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament,  forever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 


OjIII.  7  &  6.  Morning  Light  is  Breaking 
Bemember  thy  Creator. 

1  "Remember  thy  Creator," 

While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright. 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  age's  night; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer. 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

2  "  Remember  thy  Creator," 

Ere  life  resigns  its  trust, 
Ere  sinks  dissolving  nature, 
And  dust  returns  to  dust  j 


42  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Before  \vith  God  who  gave  it, 

The  spirit  shall  appear  : 
He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 

"  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 

XLIV.  7  &  6.  The  Watcher. 

Pray  "Witliout  Ceasing. 

1  Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth. 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling. 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  'who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  thpse  who  hate  thee : 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

TKy  great  Redeemer's  name. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK,  43 

3  Or  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

in  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  tb oughts  corae  o'er  thee, 

When  fuiends  are  round  thy  way  ; 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above. 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

XLV.  L.  M.  Way-Faring  Man. 

The  Love  of  God. 

1  A  poor,  way  faring-man  of  grief 

Hath  often  crossed  me  on  my  way, 
Who  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 

That  I  could  never  answer  nay  ! 
I  had  not  power  to  ask  his  name, 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came  ; 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye, 
That  won  my  love,  I  knew  not  why. 

2  Once  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread, 

He  entered  —  not  a  word  he  spake  j 
Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all  —  he  blessed  it,  brake, 
And  ate,  but  gave  me  part  again  j 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then  — 


44  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste, 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste, 

3  I  spi^d  hun  where  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  the  rock  —  his  strength  was 
gone, 
The  heedless  water  mocked  his  thirst, 

He  neard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on. 
I  ran,  and  raised  the  sufferer  up  ; 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup, 
Dipped,  and  returned  it  running  o'er, — 
I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more. 

4  Then,  in  a  moment,  to  my  view 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise  : 
The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew, — 

My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes  ; 
He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named,— 
"  Of  me  thou  hast  not  been  ashamed  ; 
These  deeds  shall  thy  memorial  be. 
Fear  not,  thou  didst  it  unto  me." 

XL VI.  11  s.  Sweet  Home. 

Home. 
1  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have   seen  fade 
away, 
Thny  bloom  for  a  season,  bui   soon  they 
decay. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  45 

But  pleasures  more  lasting,  in  Jesus  are 

given, 
Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in 

heaven.  , 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
The  saints  in  those  mansions,  forever  at 

home. 

2  Farewell  vain  amusements,  my  follies 

adieu. 

While  Jesus  and  heaven  and  glory  I  view, 

I  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his 
throne, 

The  foretaste  of  heaven,  svv'eet  heaven,  my 
home. 

Home,  etc.  O  when  shall  I  share  the  frui- 
tion of  home  ? 

3  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away, 
The  tim6  is  approaching,  when  Jesus  will 

say, 
"  Well  done,  faithful  servant,  sit  down  on 

my  throne. 
And  dwell  in  my  prcbence,  for  ever  at 

home." 
Home,  etc.  O  there  1  shall  rest  with  the 

Saviour  at  home. 


46  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

4  Affliction  and  sorrow  and  death  shall  be 

o'er, 
The   saints   shall   unite  to  be   parted  no 

more  ; 
There  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high 

dome, 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour,   forever  at 

home. 
Home,  etc.     They  dwell  ,etc. 

XL VII.  C.  I\L  When  I  can  Rea3  etc 

Resignation. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear. 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd. 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  4/ 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul, 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

XL VIII.  C.  M.  Ortonville— Dedham 

Christian    Union. 

1  Our  souls  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mixed  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaimed  by  thee  thine  own. 

3  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  saved  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed. 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

4  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
Ajid  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 


48  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

XLIX.  L.M.    L's.         Belville. 

The  Lord  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant ; 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  : 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crownetl, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  borrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill ; 
For  thou,  0,  God,  art  with  me  still, 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  49 

Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadfid  shade. 

L.  6  &  4.  Happy  Lanp 

The  Happy  Land. 

1  There  is  a  happy  land 

Far,  far  away, 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand 

Bright,  bright  as  day. 
O,  how  they  sweetly  sing, 
Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King,  j 
Loud  let-his  praises  ring, 

Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away  ; 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand. 

Why  still  delay  ? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be, 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
Lord  we  shall  live  with  thee. 

Blest,  blest  for  aye 

.3   Bright  in  that  happy  land, 
Beams  every  eye  ; 
Kept  by  a  father's  hand, 
Love  cannot  die. 
4     . 


50  SCHOOL    HYISIN    BOOK. 

Oh,  then  to  glovy  lun  j 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won  ; 
And  blight  above  the  sun, 
We  reign  lor  aye. 


LI.  CM.     Dedham  —  Baleksila 

Home  of  Rest. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace, 

For  those  with  care  oppressed  : 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  fears  shall  cease. 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears, 

And  doubts  tluit  here  annoy  : 
Then  they  tr.at  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  an  hour  of  sweet  repose, 

When  storms  assail  no  more, 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows, 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  witlioui  alloy  ; 
There  they  iliat  oft  had  sown  in  tears. 
Shall  reap  eternal  joy 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  51 

LII.  L.  M.  Hebron. 

Meekness. 

1  Happy  the  megk  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  siunmer's  evening  ray  : 
Calm  as  tlie  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  fricndslnps  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaeefiil  tent  invade  j 
He  rests  beneath  Jehovali's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek,  all  mild. 

Inspire  our  hearts,  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion,  rude  and  wild. 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

LIII.  L.  M.     Hebron — Hamburg. 

Sacred  Ties. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts  and  faith  and  hopes  are  one. 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  zealous  love,  what  holy  fear ! 
How  dotli  the  generous  flame  within, 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin. 


52  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow, 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flame  in  sacrifice. 

LIV.  L.  M.     6  L's.       Bei.ville. 

Morning   Petition. 

1  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares, 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O,  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend  •, 
Teach  me  thy  statutes,  all  divine. 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose. 

With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest  ; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflict's  o'er,  my  labor's  done — 
Father,  thy  heavenly  radience  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  : 

And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise.  ■ 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  jjraise. 


SCHOOL   HYMxN    BOOK.  53 

LV.  L.  M.  Duke  St.— Ward. 

Eose  of  Sharon. 

1  The  rose  that  blooms  in  Sharon's  vale, 

And   scents  the  purple  morning  breath. 
May  in  the  shades  of  evening  fall 
And  bend  its  crimson  heaa  in  death. 

2  And  earth's  bright  ones  amid  tlie  toml), 

May  like  the  blushing  rose  decay  ; 
But  still  the  mind,  the  mind  shall  blooiri, 
When  time  and  nature  fade  away. 

3  And  there  amid  a  holier  sphere, 

Where  the  archangel  bows  in  awe, 
There  sits  the  King  of  glory  near, 
And  executes  his  perfect  law. 

4  The  ransomed  of  the  earth,  with  joy 

Shall  in  their  robes  of  beauty  come  ; 
And  find  a  rest  without  alloy, 

Amid  the  christian's  happy  home. 

LVI.  C.  M.  Oktonville — Dttntikk 

Purity. 
I   By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 
How  fair  the  lily  grows  I 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  tlie  liill. 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ' 


54  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  Lo,  such  the  youth  whose  holy  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
Whose  secret  heart  with  influence  sweei, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  Py  cool  Silpam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  O  thou,  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone  : 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death. 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

LVll.  L.  M.   Duke  St.— Ward- 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Awake  my  soul  and  with  the  sun, 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Illumined  by  the  light  di\ine. 
Let  thy  own  light  to  others  shine  ; 
Reflect  all  heaven's  propitious  rays, 
In  ar  lent  love  and  cheerful  praise 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  55 

3  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  — 
ScaUcr  my  sins  lilce  morning  dew  ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  axid  will^ 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

L71I1.  L.  M.  Hamburg  — Duke  &r. 

The  Throne  of  Love. 
1  There  is  a  pure,  a  peaceful  wave, 

That  rolls  ar  Jimd  the  throne  of  love  ; 
"Whose  waters  gladden  as  they  lave, 
The  bright  and  heavenly  shores  above, 

B  While  streams  that  on  that  tide  depend, 
Steal  from  those  heavenly  shores  away, 
And  on  this  desert  world  descend. 
Over  our  barren  land  to  stray. 

9  The  pilgrim  faint  and  near  to  sink, 
Beneath  his  load  of  earthly  woe. 
Refreshed  beneath  its  verdant  brink. 
Rejoices  in  its  gentle  flow. 


56  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

4  There,  0,  my  soul,  do  tliou  repose, 
And  hover  o'er  the  liallowed  spring, 
To  drink  the  crystal  wave,  and  there  - 
To  lave  thy  wounded,  weary  wing. 

LIX.  L.  M.  Duke  St.  — Hambukg. 

Jesus  Shall  Heign. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom, stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim, 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

3  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  5 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  h  Dnors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  Ic  ud  Amen. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  57 

LX.  L.  M.  Ha:\it3ukg  —  OldHindred. 

Our  Father  in  Heaven. 

1  Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven  : 
To  thy  great  name  be  reverence  given  ; 
Thy  peaceful  kingdom  wide  extend, 
And  reign,  O  Lord,  till  time  shall  end. 

2  Thy  sacred  will  on  earth  be  done, 
As  ''tis  by  angels  round  thy  throna  ; 
And  let  us  every  day  be  fed. 

With  earthly,  and  v\^ith  heavenly  bread. 

3  Our  sins  forgive,  and  teach  us  thus, 
To  pardon  those  who  injure  us  ; 
Our  shield  in  all  temptations  prove. 
And  every  trial  far  remove. 

4  Thine  is  the  kingdom  to  control. 
And  thine  the  power  to  save  the  soul ; 
Great  be  the  glory  of  thy  reign, 

Let  every  creature  say,  Amen. 

LXl  L.M.  Ward  — Hamburg. 

Petition. 

1  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  canst  thou  hear 
My  feeble  and  imperfect  prayer? 
Or  wilt  thou  listen  to  the  praise 
That  such  a  one  as  I  can  raise  ? 


58  SCHOOL    HYRIN    BOOK. 

2  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  let  me  be 
A  meek  obedient  child  to  thee, 

And  try  in  word,  and  deed,  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  I  ought. 

3  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  I'll  depend 
Upon  the  care  of  such  a  friend  ; 
And  only  wish  to  do  and  be 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee, 

4  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  then  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down  and  take  me  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 

LXII.  L.M.  Hamburg. 

CMldren's  Prayer. 

1  O  Lord,  behold  before  thy  throne, 

A  band  of  children  lowly  bend  ; 
Thy  face  we  seek,  thy  name  we  own, 
And  pray  that  thou  wilt  be  our  friend. 

2  Thou  didst  on  earth  the  young  :eceive  ; 

And  gently  fold  them  to  thy  breast, 
And  say  that  such  in  heaven  should  live 
For  ever  safe,  for  ever  blest. 


.     SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  59 

3  Thy  Holy  Spirit's  aid  iiTq>ftrt, 

That  he  may  teach  us  how  to  pray  , 
Make  us  sincere,  and  make  each  heart 
Delight  to  tread  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  O  let  thy  grace  our  souls  renew, 

And  seal  a  sense  of  pardon  there  ; 
Teach  us  thy  will  to  know  and  do, 
And  let  us  all  thine  imajje  bear. 


I  XIII.  L.  M,  Hamburg  —  Hebrox. 

God  Seen  in  His  Works. 

1  Thy  works  proclaim  thy  glory.  Lord  ; 
The  blooming  fields,  the  singing  bird, 
The  tempest  and  the  sunny  hour, 
Show  forth  thy  goodness  and  thy  power. 

2  And  when  the  setting  sun  declines, 
I  view  Thee  in  its  brilliant  lines  ; 
Those  tints  so  beautiful  and  bright, 
Teach  me  the  Author  of  all  light. 

1  Great  God  '  how  should  our  worship  rise 
To  Thee,  who  formed  the  earth  and  skies  ,• 
The  things  that  creep,  and  thigns  that  fly, 
Are  viewed  by  thine  all-seeing  eye. 


60  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

4  Then  will  I  still  adore  thy  name  ; 
Thou  who  forever  art  the  same  : 
But  yet  thy  grace  and  mercy,  Lord, 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  lioly  word. 

LXIV.  L.  M.  Waed 

The  River  of  God. 

1  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ! 
Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

2  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word. 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  aflbrd. 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

LXV.  L.  M.  Ward  — Duke  St. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

2  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  j 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  bl 

Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
With  joy  behold  the  judgment-day. 

3  Be  thou  my  Guardian  while  I  sleep  ; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep  ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

4  Lord,  let  my  heart  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  ; 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 

LXVI.  7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Source  of  light  and  life  divine ! 
Thou  didst  cause  the  light  to  shine  ; 
Thou  didst  bring  thy  sunbeams  forth 
O'er  thy  new-created  earth. 

2  Shade  of  night  and  morning  ray 
Took  from  thee  the  name  of  day  : 
Now  again  the  shades  are  nigh,  • 
Listen  to  thy  children's  cry  ! 

3  May  we  ne'er,  by  guilt  depressed., 
Lose  the  way  to  endless  rest ; 


62  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

May  no  thoixghts  corrupt  and  vam 
Draw  our  souls  to  earth  again. 
4  Rather  help  them  still  to  rise 
Where  our  dearest  treasure  lies  : 
Help  us  in  our  daily  strife; 


LXVIl.  L.  M.  Hebron- 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  .' 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace, 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear, 

O,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
Thy  love  and  kindness  in  my  lieart 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  63 

5  And  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
Still  may  I  trust  almighty  love, — 
The  love  which  triumphs  o'er  the  tomb, 
And  leads  to  perfect  bliss  above. 

LXVIII.  ,  L.  M.  Hebron  — DuKK  St. 

Self-Consecration. 

1  O,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above, 

When  angels  touch  the  quivering  string, 
And  wake,  to  chant  the  Father's  love, 
Such  strains  as  angel  lips  can  sing. 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays; 
When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 
And,  grateful,  hymn  the  Saviour's  praise. 

3  Great  God,  thy  name  we  now  adore  ; 

We  own  tlie  bond  that  makes  us  thine ; 
And  earthly  joys,  that  charmed  before, 
For  Christ,  our  Saviour,  we  resign. 

4  In  thee  we  trust,  —  on  thee  rely  j 

Though  we  arc  lecble,  thou  art  strong : 
O,  keep  us  til!  our  spirits  fly 

To  join  the  bright,  immortai  thiong. 


64  SCHOOL    HYININ    BOOK. 

LXIX.  L.  M.  Hebron  —  Hamburg. 

Morning  Eymn. 

1  God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  0,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Tli'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clear  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ;  ■ 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure  ; 

Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  thia. 

LXX.  C.  M.  CORONATIO.-*. 

Coronation. 
1  All  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jesus'  name ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  65 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him,  who  saved  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe. 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  0,  that  with  yonder,  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall  ; 
We'll  join  tlie  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  liini  Lord  of  all. 

LXXL  C.  M.  Brattle  St. 

Habitual   Devotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  j 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed— 
That  mercy  I  adore. 


66  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK, 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  ho  ^r  clear 

Thy  ruling  liand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear  ; 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  jjraise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

LXXII.  C.  M.  CORONATIOH. 

Gratitude  for  Preservation. 

1  Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh, 

To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues, 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare  ; 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  in  this  hour  we  share. 

3  0,  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love, 
Our  talents  to  employ. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  67 

4  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away  — 
Scon  shall  our  wanderiugs  cease  ; 
Then  with  cur  father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 

I.XXIII.      S.  M.      Olmutz  — St.  Thomas. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1  The  hours  of  evening  close  , 

Its  lengthened  shadows  drawn 

Oer  scenes  of  earth,  invite  repose, 

And  wait  the  morning  dawn. 

2  So  let  its  calm  prevail 

O'er  forms  of  outward  care  ; 
Nor  thouglit  for  'many  things'  assail 
JThe  still  retreat  of  prayer. 

3  Our  guard'an  Shepherd  near, 

His  watchful  eye  will  keep  ; 
And,  safe  from  violence  and  fear, 
Will  fold  his  flock  to  sleep. 

4  So  may  a  holier  light 

Than  earth's  our  spirits  rouse, 
And  call  us,  strengthened  by  his  might, 
To  pay  the  Lord  oui  vows. 


6S  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

LXXIV.       S.  M.      Olmutz  —  St.  Thomas 
Divine  Guidance. 

1  From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

Thy  goodness  we  have  shared  ; 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 

O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  j 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 

Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 

May  we  that  word  receive  : 
And,  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name  ' 
In  that  blest  name  believe  .' 

4  O,  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad  destructive  road,       0 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  God ! 

LXXV.  S.  M.      Olmutz  —  BoYLSTos 

God's  "Works  Praise  Him. 

1  Ten  thousand  different  ilowers 

To  thee  sweet  oiferings  bear  ; 

And  cheerful  birds  in  shady  bowers 

Sing  forth  thy  tender  care. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  69 

2  The  fields  on  every  side, 

Ttie  trees  on  every  hill, 
The  glorious  sun,  the  rolling  tide, 
Proclaim  thy  wonders  still. 

3  These  living  hearts  of  ours. 

Tliy  holy  name  would  bless  ; 
The  blossoms  of  ten  thousand  flowers 
Would  please  thee.  Father,  less. 

4  While  earth  itself  decays, 

Our  £Ouls  can  never  die  ; 
O,  tune  them  all  to  sing  thy  praise, 
In  better  songs  on  high. 

LXXVI.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred, 

^  Praise. 

1  Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there  obeyed. 

2  O  God,  my  heart  is  fixed  ;  'tis  bent, 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  present  ; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice,  1  II  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 


70  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Thy  praises,  Lord;  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round  ; 
Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends  j 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

LXXVII.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred. 

Song  of  Adoration. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flowsj 
Who  dwells  entlironed  above  the  sides, 
And  life  and  health  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due  : 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true.  ^ 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined. 

Obedient  to  thy  holy  will. 
Let  all  our  faculties,  combined, 
Thy  jus*  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

4  0,  may  the  solemn  breathing  sound 

Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Where  thou  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone ! 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  7] 

L XXVIII.  L.  M.  Ward  —  Hf  »eon 

For  th.e  Close  of  School. 

1  Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 

And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend  ; 
Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  ways, 
Our  early  and  our  only  Friend. 

2  Since  every  day  and  hour  that's  gone 

Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned. 
Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
Forever  sure,  as  time  rolls  round. 

]  Hear  then  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 
And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone  : 
And  if  we  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
May  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 

LXXIX.  8  &  7.      Mount  Vernom 

A  Funeral  Hym.n. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze  ; 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low  ; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 


72  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

3  Dearest  sister  thou  hast  left  us, 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel , 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us, 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  has  fled , 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

LXXX.  8  &  7.  Bavaria. 

Gratitude. 

1  When  the  Olive  plants  increasing, 

Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain, 
Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing, 

But  not  search  the  bough  again  ; 
When  thy  favored  vintage  flowing. 

Gladdens  the  autumnal  scene  : 
Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing, 

By  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean. 

2  When  the  vesper- star  is  beaming 

In  the  coronet  of  even. 
And  the  lake  and  river  gleaming 
With«the  ruddy  hues  of  heaven  ; 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

When  a  thousand  notes  are  blending 
In  the  forest  and  the  grove, 

Be  thy  gratitude  ascending 

Unto  him  whose  name  is  Love. 

When  the  stars  appear  in  millions 

In  the  portals  of  the  west, 
Brightly  spangling  the  pavilions 

Where  the  blessed  are  at  rest ; 
When  the  milky-way  is  glowing 

In  the  cope  of  heaven  above, 
Let  thy  gratitude  be  flowing 

Unto  him  whose  name  is  Love. 


LXXXL  C.  M.  Lang  Sxne. 

The  Hour  Prayer. 

I  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 

For  those  with  care  oppressed, 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  fears  shall  cease 

And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 
'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  that  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 

Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 


74  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  There  is  an  hour  of  sweet  repose, 

When  storms  assail  no  more, 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 

On  that  celestial  shore. 
There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 

Shall  reap  eternal  joy. 

LXXXII.        C.  M.  Dedham  — Lanesbcro'. 
Solitude. 

1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear  ; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead. 
Where  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore  ; 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 


SCJHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  75 

Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 

And  lead  to  endless  day. 


LXXXIII.     CM.    Ortonville  —  Dedham. 
Retirement. 

1  The  calm  retreat,  tl?e  silent  shade 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree, 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made, 

For  those  that  follow  thee. 
There,  if  thy  spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
0  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 

She  communes  with  her  God. 

2  There,  like  the  nightingale  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  to  her  song, 

Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise  ; 
There,  O  my  soul !  look  up  and  view 

Thy  Father's  smiling  face  ; 
Here,  promises  he  grants  to  you, 

In  heaven,  a  resting  place. 


76  SCHOOL    HYAIN    BOOK. 

LXXXIV.  123.     Aeaby's  Daughter, 

Let  us  Love  one  another. 
1  Let  us  love  one  another  —  not  long  may  we 
stay- 
in  this  bleak  world  of  mourning,  so  brief 

is  life's  day  ; 
Some  fade  ere  'tis  noon,  and  few  linger  till 

eve  ; 
Oh !    there  breaks  not  a  heart  but  leaves 
some  one  to  grieve  ; 
2    And  the  fondest,  the  purest,  the  truest  that 
met. 
Have  still  found  the  need  to  forgive  and 

forget ; 
Then,  oh  !  though  the  hopes  that  we  nour- 
ished, decay. 
Let  us  love  one  another  as  long  as  we  stay. 

LXXXV.  7,  6,  &  4.  Home. 

The  Invitation. 
1  Soft,  soft  music  is  stealing 

Sweet,  sweet  lingers  the  strain, 
Loud,  loud  now  it  is  pealing. 
Waking  the  echoes  again, 

Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes. 
Waking  the  echoes  again. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  77 

3  Joi.1,  join,  children  of  sadness, 
Send,  send,  sorrow  away  ; 
Now,  now,  changing  to  gladness, 
Warble  a  beautiful  lay  j 

Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 
Warble  a  beautiful  lay. 

3  Hope,  hope,  fair  and  enduring, 
Joy,  joy,  bright  as  the  day, 
Love,  love,  heaven  ensuring, 
Sweetly  invite  you  away  ; 

Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 
Sweetly  invite  you  away 

LXXXVI.  7  s.  HoLL?. 

Evening. 

1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day, 
Fades  upon  our  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon  for  us,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away  j 
Then  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 


78  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

LXXXVII.  7  s.  WiLMOT 

Opening  of  School. 

1  Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now  ; 
Thou  cans't  teach  us,  guide,  defend  ; 
We  are  weak.  Almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taught  and  teachers  blest ; 
In  our  lives,  and  in  our  hearts, 
Father,  by  thy  laws  impressed. 

3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind 

Light  and  pardon  from  above  ; 
Charity  for  all  our  kind,  — 
Trusting  faith,  and  holy  love. 

LXXXVIII.  WiL^ioT  —  Pleyel's  H. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  plavj 
While  the  red  light  fades  away  ; 
Mother,  with  thine  earnest  eye, 
Ever  following  silently. 

2  Father  by  the  breeze  of  eve 
Called  thy  harvest  work  to  leave, 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  79 

Pray  !  ere  yet  the  dark  hours  be, 
Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee. 

3  Traveller,  in  the  stranger's  land, 
Far  from  thine  own  household  band ; 
Mourner,  haunted  by  the  tone 

Of  a  voice  from  this  world  gone 

4  Ye  that  triumph,  ye  that  sigh, 
Kindred  by  one  holy  tie  ; 
Heaven's  first  star  alike  ye  see. 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee 

LXXXIX.     L.  M.  Bonnie  Doon  — Hebron. 
Morning  Hymn. 

1  While  nature  welcomes  in  the  day, 
My  heart  its  earliest  vows  would  pay 
To  Him  whose  care  hath  kindly  kept. 
My  life  from  danger  while  I  slept. 

2  His  genial  rays  the  sun  renews  ; 

How  bright  the  scene  with  glittering  dews  ! 
The    blushing    flowers    more    beauteous 

bloom. 
And  breathe  more  rich  their  sweet  perfume, 

3  So  may  the  sun  of  righteousness 
With  kindliest  beams  my  bosom  bless, 


80  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Warm  into  life  each  heavenly  seed, 
To  bud  and  bear  some  generous  deed. 

XC.  Lovely  Rosb 

Evening  Song. 

1  Come  bless  this  evening's  closing  hour, 

Lovely  song  ! 
Attune  our  hearts  to  sing  thy  pow'r.. 

Lovely  song  ! 
Now  bless  our  weary  soul, 
Sweetly  by  thy  soothing  power, 
Brighten  ev'ry  gloomy  hour 

With  soft  control. 

2  Here's  nought  to  mar  our  pleasures, 

Lovely  song  ! 
We'll  yield  thee  richest  treasures, 

Lovely  song  ! 
Now  pour  thy  sweetest  lay, 
Stirring  all  our  hearts  to  gladness, 
Driving  care  and  gloomy  sadness 

Far  away. 
3  This  evening's  sun's  declining  rays. 

Lovely  song ! 
Shall  witness  thy  reviving  lays, 

Lovely  song ! 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  81 

Soon  we  shall  leave  this  place, 
For  our  homes  and  happy  firesides, 
And  for  sleep,  that  gently  glides 
O'er  all  our  race. 

4  May  morning  wake  thy  slumbers, 

Lovely  song ! 
And  may  to-morrow's  numbers, 

Lovely  song ! 
Be  like  the  syren's  strain, 
Gently  soothing  all  our  troubles,  ' 
Guiding  us  beyond  life's  bubbles, 

Pure  bliss  to  gain. 

XCL 

Oh!  Come,  Come  away. 
1  Oh  !  come,  come   away  from   labor   now 
reposing, 
Let  busy  care  a  while  forbear, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
Come,  come,  our  social  joys  renew, 
And  there  where   Trust  and   Friendship 

grew. 
Let  true  hearts  welcome  you. 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 


82  SCHOOL    tlYMN   BOOK. 

2  From  toil,  and  the   cares  on  which  the 

day  is  closing, 
The  hour  of  eve  brings  sweet  reprieve, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
Oh  !  come,  where  love  will  smile  on  thee. 
And  round  its  hearth  will  gladness  be. 
And  time  fly  merrily. 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 

3  While  sweet  Philomel  the  weary  trav'llei 

cheering, 
With  evening  songs  her  note  prolongs, 

Oh !  come,  come  away. 
In  answering  songs  of  sympathy, 
We'll  sing,  in  tuneful  harmony 
Of  Hope,  Joy,  Liberty. 

Oh !  come,  come  away. 

4  The  bright  day  is  gone  ;  the  moon  and  stare 

appearing. 
With  silver  light  illume  the  night, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
Come,  join  your  pray'rs  with  ours,  address 
Kind  Heaven,  our  peaceful  home  to  bless 
With  Health,  Hope,  Happiness. 

•Oh  !  come,  come  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  83 

XCII.  CM.  Balerma  —  Ortonvills. 

Our   Destiny. 
1   Sweet  day,  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
Bridal  of  earth  and  sky  ! 
The  dew  shall  weep  thy  fall  to  night, 
For  thou,  alas  !  mnst  die. 

8  Sweet  rose  in  air,  whose  odors  wave, 
And  color  charms  the  eye-! 
Thy  root  is  even  in  its  grave. 
And  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

3  Sweet  spring  of  days  and  roses  made 

Whose  charms  forever  vie  ! 
Thy  days  depart,  thy  roses  fade. 
Thou  too,  alas  !  must  die. 

4  Be  wise  then  mortal,  while  you  ma/. 

For  swiftly  time  has  fled  ; 
The  thoughtless  ones  who  laugh  to  day, 
To-morrow  may  be  dead. 

XCIII.  C.  M.  Balerma  —  Ortonville. 

Love,  the  golden  Chain. 
1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight,' 
When  those  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word. 


84 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 


2  0  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Let  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
[n  every  action  glow. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love.' 

XCIV.      C.  M.  Lanesboro'  —  Ortonvii.le 
Pleasant  "Words. 

1  A  little  word  in  kindness  said, 

A  motion  or  a  tear. 
Has  often  healed  the  heart  that's  sad, 
And  made  a  friend  sincere. 

2  A  word,  a  look,  has  crushed  to  earth. 

Full  many  a  budding  flower  ; 
Which,  had  a  smile  but  owned  its  birth. 
Would  bless  life's  darkest  hour. 


SCHOOL,    HYMN    BOOK.  85 

3  Then  deem  it  not  an  idle  thing, 
A  pleasant  word  to  speak  ; 
The  face  you  wear,  the  thoughts  you  bring, 
A  heart  may  heal  or  break. 

XCV.  C.  M.  Lang  Syne  — Balerma. 

My  Father's  House. 

1  There  is  a  place  of  waveless  rest, 

Far,  far  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 
And  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  My  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home  .' 

Where  *  many  mansions'  stand,* 
Prepared  by  hands  divine,  for  all 
Who  seek  the  •  better  land.' 

3  "When  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  life, 

With  fear  on  every  side. 
When  fiercely  howls  the  gathering  storm, 
And  foams  the  angry  tide. 

4  Beyond  the  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  morn. 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house, 
To  cheei  ♦-he  soul  forlorn. 


86  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

5  In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy, 
Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet, 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 
And  blessedness  complete. 
^  There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown, 
Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene, 
But  life,  and  glorious  beauty,  shine. 
Untroubled  ?.nd  serene. 

XCVI.  7  3  WiLMOT. 

Morning  Invocation. 

1  Sleep  forsakes  us,  may  the  soul 

Gladden  in  its  Maker's  sight  ; 
As  the  clouds  that  o'er  us  roll, 
Sparkle  in  the  morning  light. 

2  God  of  life  be  thou  the  ray, 

Of  our  dim  and  wandering  course  ; 
Light  us  as  the  star  of  day. 
On  to  truth's  eternal  source. 

XCVII.  8  &  7s.  Wxi.MOT 

Pity's  Tear. 
I  Softly  beams  the  dews  of  mornings 
On  each  graceful  budding  stem  ; 
Rich  as  Orient  Pearls  adorning 
Persia's  proudest  diadem. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  87 

2  Brightly  in  the  dome  of  heaven, 

Shines  the  stars  with  golden  crest  ; 
Smiling  'mid  the  blue  of  even,  I 

On  the  ocean's  mirrored  breast. 

3  But  more  soft,  more  brightly  beaming, 

To  the  pearl  drops  mild  and  meek, 
In  love's  hallowed  audience  gleaming 
Pity's  tear  on  beauty's  cheek. 

XCVIII.  L-.  M.  Bonnie  Doon. 

Star  of  Bethlemhem. 

1  When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

A  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train. 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandermg  eye.    ' 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks. 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem, 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode  ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
T.:e  wind   that   tossed   my  foundering 
bark. 


88  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death  struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  • 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem 

XCIX.  7s.  &  6s.      Morning  Light. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  The  eastern  hills  are  glowing 

With  morning's  purple  ray  ; 
Arrayed  in  light,  he's  coming, 

The  glorious  orb  of  day  ! 
All  hail,  thou  constant  emblem 

Of  him  who  dwells  above  ! 
Of  him,  so  great  and  glorious, 

And  yet  so  full  of  love. 

2  How  nature  now  rejoices. 

With  life  and  beauty  new ! 
On  every  grass  blade  twinkles, 

The  pearly  drop  of  dew. 
How  good  is  he  who  made  thee, 

Thou  glorious  orb  of  day ! 
With  grateful  hearts  we'll  praise  h  iK 

In  morning's  earliest  ray. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  89 

C.  8s.  &  7s.  GREEm''ILLE. 

Prayer  for  Success. 

1  Thou  who  didst  with  love  and  blessing 

Gather  Zion's  babes  to  thee  ; 
Still  a  Saviour's  love  expre-ssii.g, 
These,  the  babes  of  Zion  see  ; 

Bless  the  labors, 
That  would  bring  them  up  for  thee. 

2  Love  to  thee,  and  pure  affection 

For  the  Iambs  that  need  a  fold, 

These  should  give  our  zeal  direction 

And  prevent  its  growing  cold  ; 

Or  support  us. 
E'en  if  blessing  thou  withhold. 

3  Yet,  with  humble  fervor  bending. 

We  that  blessing  would  entreat ; 
[n  the  infant  heart  descending. 
Make  the  toils  of  learning  sweet ; 

Straight  to  Zion 
Turn  the  young  inquirer's  feet. 

4  Then,  when  long  we  all  have  slumbered 

Side  by  side,  in  common  dust. 
With  thy  ransomed  people  numbered 


90  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

With  the  assembly  of  the  just ; 

Child  and  teacher, 
Saviour  !  own  our  humble  trust. 


CI. 

•'Land  of  our  Fathers." 

1  Land  of  our  Fathers !  wheresoe'er  we  roam, 
Land  of  our  birth  !  to  us  thou  still  art  home  : 
Peace  and  prosperity  on  thy  sons  attend  : 
Down  to  posterity  their  influence  descends 
All  then  inviting  hearts  and  voices  joining, 
Sing  we  in  harmony  our  native  land. 
Our  native  land,  etc. 

1  Though  other  climes  may  brighter  hopes 

fulfil, 
Land  of  our  birth  !  we  ever  love  thee  still ! 
Heaven  shield  our  happy  home  from  each 

hostile  band, 
Freedom  and  plenty  ever  crown  our  native 

land. 
All  then  inviting  hearts  and  voices  joining, 
Sing  we  ivi  harmony  our  native  land. 
Our  native  land,  «c. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  91 

CII. 

Shed  not  a  Tear. 
1  Shed  not  a  tear  o'er  your  friend's   early 
beir, 

When  I  am  gone,  wheai  I  am  gone  ; 
Smile,  if  the  slow  tolling  bell  you  should 
hear. 

When  I  am  gone,  I  am  gone. 
Weep  not  for  me  when  you  stand  round 

my  grave, 
Think  who  has  died  his  beloved  to  save  ; 
Til  ink  of  the  crown  all  the  ransomed  shall 
have, 

When  I  am  gone,  I  am  gone. 

■  Plant  ye  a  tree  which  may  wave  over  me 
When  I  am  gone,  when  I  am  gone. 
Sing  me  a  song,  if  my  grave  you  should 
see, 

When  I  am  gone,  I  am  gone. 
Come  at  the   close  of  a  bright  summer's 

day^ 
Come  when  the  sun  sheds  his  last  linger- 
ing ray. 
Come  and  rejoice  that  I  thus  passed  away, 
When  I  am  gone,  Y  am  gons 


92  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

cm. 

The  Crystal  Spring. 

1  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  burning  sun  is  high  ; 
Where  the  rocks  and  the  woods  their  shad 
ows  fling, 
And  the  pearls  and  the  pebbles  lie. 

2  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  cooling  l.>reezes  blow  ; 
When  the  leaves  of  the  trees  are  withering 
From  the  frost,  or  the  fleecy  snow. 

3  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring,  v 

When  the  wintry  winds  are  gone  ; 
When   the  flowers  are  in  bloom,  and  the 
echoes  ring 
From  the  woods  o'er  the  verdant  lawn. 

4  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  ripening  fruits  appear  ; 
When  the  reapers  the  song  of  harvest  sing, 
Anr'  plenty  has  crowned  the  year. 

5  Give  me  a  draught  ol  the  crystal  spring, 

And  the  same  from  day  to  day  • 
But  if  aught  from  the  worm  of  the  still 

you  bring, 
I  will  pour  every  drop  away. 


&CHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  93 

CIV. 

Spaikling  and  Bright. 

1  Sparkling  and  bright  in  its  liquid  light, 

Is  the  water  in  our  glasses, 
'Twill   give   you   health,    'twill   give  you 
wealth. 
Ye  lads  and  rosy  lasses. 

CHORUS. 

Oh  then  resign  the  ruby  wine, 
Each  smiling  son  and  daughter  ; 

There's   nothing   so    good   for    the 
youthful  blood, 
Or  sweet  as  the  sparkling  water, 

2  Better  than  gold  is  the  water  cold, 

From  the  crystal  fountains  flowing  ; 
A  calm  delight  both  day  and  night, 
To  happy  homes  bestowing. 
Oh  then  resign,  '^t... 

3  Sorrow  has  fled  from  the  heart  that  bled. 

Of  the  weeping  wife  and  mother  ; 
They've  given  up  the  poison'd  cup, 
Sor,  h'.isband,  daughter,  brother. 
Oh  then  resign,  etc. 


94  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CV«  Sweet  Afton. 

Flow  Gently  Sweet  Croton. 

1  Flow  gently  sweet  Croton,  among  thy  green 

trees, 
Flow  gently,  we"ll  sing  thee  a  song  in  thy 

praise. 
We  love  thy  pure  water,  thy  sweet  silver 

stream  ; 
And  here  we  would  linger,  by  moonlight's 

soft  beam. 
The  tide  of  intemperance  has  had  its  full 

sway  ; 
The  wine  cup  we  banish  away,  far  away 
Then  come  to  old   Gotham,   our   city  of 

fame. 
We'll  sing  of  thy  praises,  sweet   Croton, 

again. 

2  Thy  crystal  stream,  Croton,  how  lovely  it 

glides. 
And  winds  by  the  cot  where  contentment 

resides  ; 
At  evening  we  fain  by  thy  green  b*^nks 

would  stray, 
And  lose  in  thy  ciurniurs  the  toils  o    ^he 

day. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  95 

Flow   gently,    sweet    Croton,   among   thy 

green  boughs, 
Flow  gently,  sweet  river,  the  theme  of  our 

lays  ; 
O'er  hills  and  o'er  valleys  thy  bright  water 

comes. 
To   cheer    and   enliven   our   own    happy 

homes. 

CVI.  7s.         Pleyel's  Hymn. 

Harvest  Hymn. 

1  Every  sheaf  of  golden  grain, 
Standing  on  the  smiling  plain, 
Tells  us,  if  we  do  not  know, 
Whence  our  many  Ijlessings  flow. 

2  Thanks  we  bring  for  earthly  good, 
Nobler  thanks  for  richer  food  ; 
Love  divine  to  us  has  given 

Christ,  the  Bread  of  Life,  from  heaven. 

3  Lord !  to  these  thy  favors,  give 
Hearts  to  serve  thee  while  we  live  ^ 
Till  we  reap,  where  Jesus  is, 
Harvests  of  immortal  bliss. 


96  SCHOOL   HYMN    BOOK. 

CVII.  7s.  L\  A  Cottage. 

Closing  School. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer. 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  What  we  each  have  now  been  taught, 

Let  our  memories  retain  ; 
May  we,  if  we  live,  be  brought, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  instruction  bless, 

Songs  of  praises  shall  be  given  ; 
We'll  our  thankfulness  express. 
Here  on  earth,  and  when  in  heaven. 

cvin. 

Swiss  Song — The  Spring  Tme. 
1  The  sweet  birds  are  winging, 
||:  From  arbor  to  spray  ■  :\\ 
And  cheerily  singing 

Of  spring  tune  and  May, 
Merry  May,  merry  May  f 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  97 

Sing,  shepherds,  sing  with  me. 

Cheerily,  cheerily. 
Sing,  shepherds,  sing  with  me, 

Merry,  merry.  May. 

The  cattle  are  lowing, 

II :  Come  up  from  your  hay —  :(| 
Lads,  let  us  be  going. 
The  morning  is  May, 

Merry  May,  merry  May  ; 
Sing,  shepherds,  etc. 


CIX. 


The  last  Rose  of  Summer. 

1  'Tis  the  last  rose  of  summer, 

Left  blooming  alone. 
All  her  lovely  companions 

Are  faded  and  gone  ; 
No  flow'r  of  her  kindred 

No  rosebud  is  nigh. 
To  reflect  back  her  blushes, 

Or  give  sigh  for  sigh  ! 

2  I'll  not  leave  thee,  tnou  lone  one , 

To  pine  on  the  stem  ; 
Since  the  lovely  are  sleeping, 
Go,  sleep  thou  with  them  ; 


98  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Thus  kindly  I  scatter 
Thy  leaves  o'er  the  bed, 

Where  the  mates  of  the  garden 
Lie  scentless  and  dead. 

3  So  soon  may  I  follow, 

When  friendships  decay, 
And  from  love's  shining  eii'cle, 

The  gems  drop  away  ! 
When  true  hearts  lie  wither'd, 

And  fond  ones  are  tlown, 
Oh  !  who  would  inhabit 

Tliis  bleak  world  alone  ? 

ex. 

The  Cottager's  Song. 
1  In  the  cottage  near  the  wood, 
Health  and  happiness  combine 
Me  to  bless  with  every  good, 

That  can  render  life  divine, 
Though  but  lowly  be  my  state, 

I'll  not  envy  all  the  great. 

Thus  contented  with  my  lot, 

Happy  in  my  humble  cot. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  99 

2  There,  beneath  my  humble  cot, 

Tranquil  peace  and  pleasure  dwell ; 
Sweet  contentment  still  my  lot,  — 

Smiling  joy  can  grace  a  cell. 
Nature's  wants  are  all  supplied, 

Food  and  raiment,  house  and  fire  : 
Wealth  may  swell  in  courts  of  pride. 

This  is  all  that  I  desire. 

CXI.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

The  Request. 

1  Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise  : — 

2  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

CXIL  C.  M.  Dedham. 

The  Bible  a  Treasure. 
1  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
Those  children  are  divinely  wise 
Who  make  that  pearl  their  own. 


100  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  Here  consecrated  water  fluws, 
To  quench  our  thirst  of  sin  : 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

i  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 
Where  wit  and  reason  fail  ; 
Our  guide  to  everlasting  life 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

4  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
Our  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

CXIII.  7  8.  WILMOT 

"When  our  ITathers. 
1  When  our  fathers,  long  ago, 

Fled  from  persecution's  flame, 
O'er  the  dark  tempestuous  sea, 

Litle  children  v/ith  them  came, 
Little  children  knelt  and  pray'd, 

With  their  Sires  on  freedom's  shore. 
Raised  the  grateful  notes  of  joy. 
Louder  than  the  ocean's  rear 


/ 

SCHOuL    HYMN    BOOK.  IOjI 

Bursting  on  night's  darkest  hour, 

Children  hea.rd  the  savage  yelL 
And  the  loud  and  fearful  cry, 

Of  their  parents  as  they  fell ; 
Children 'sang  in  latter  times, 

Liberty's  inspiring  lay. 
Glowing  hearts  in  concert  hailed 

Each  returning  festal  day. 

But  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

We  this  day  have  met  to  sing  ; 
Praise  to  him  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Him,  our  Saviour  and  our  King ; 
He  has  conqured  —  lo  he  comes, 

Leading  captive  death  and  sin  ; 
Open,  open  wide  your  gates. 

Let  the  King  of  glory  in. 

Jesus,  Jesus,  yes,  'tis  he. 

Evermore  the  children's  friend, 
We  have  one  request  for  thee  ; 

Teachers,  faithful  teachers  send  ; 
Send  them  through  this  guilty  world, 

To  make  glad  th'  abodes  of  sin  j 
Open,  open  wide  your  gates, 

Let  the  King  of  glory  ia. 


102  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CXIV.  Far  o'er  Hill  and  DeiAm 

Go  to  thy  Rest. 

1  Go  to  thy  rest,  my  child, 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle  and  undefiled, 

With  blessings  on  thy  head  : 
Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand, 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid, 
Haste  from  this  fearful  land. 

Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 

2  Before  thy  heart  might  learn 

In  waywardness  to  stray, 
Before  thy  feet  could  turn 

The  dark  and  downward  way, 
Ere  sin  might  wound  thy  heart, 

Or  sorrow  wake  the  tear, 
Rise  to  thy  home  of  rest, 

In  yon  celestial  sphere. 

3  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 

Thy  lips  and  eyes  so  bright 
Because  thy  cradle  care 
Was  such  a  fond  delight. 


cxv. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  103 

Shall  love  with  weak  embrace, 
Thy  homeward  flight  detain  ? 

No  !  Angel !  seek  thy  place 
Amid  yon  cherub  train. 


Far  o'er  Hill  and  DelL 
Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dell, 

On  the  winds  stealing  ; 
List  to  the  tolling  bell, 

Mournfully  pealing. 
Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say; 
As  melts  the  sounds  away  : 
So  earth's  best  joys  decay, 

Whilst  new  their  feeling, 

Now  though  the  charmed  air, 

Slowly  ascending, 
List  to  the  mourner's  prayer, 

Solemnly  bending. 
Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say, 
Turn  from  those  joys  away 
To  those  which  ne'er  decay, 

For  life  is  ending. 


104  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Here,  o'er  a  father's  tomb, 
See  the  orphan  bending, 
And  from  the  churchyard's  gloom, 

Hear  the  dirge  ascending. 
Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say. 
How  short  ambition's  sway, 
Life's  joys  and  friendship's  ray, 
In  the  srrave  ending. 


CXVI.  7  &  6  s.     Morning  Light 

Children's  Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  It  is  not  earthly  pleasure 

That  withers  in  a  day  , 
It  is  not  mortal  treasure. 

That  flieth  soon  away  ; 
It  is  not  friends  that  leave  us, 

It  is  not  sense  nor  sin, 
That  smile  but  to  deceive  us, 

Can  g've  us  peace  within. 

2  But  'tis  religion  bringeth 

Joy  beyond  earth's  control  ; 
Rich  from  the  throne  it  springeth, 
A  fountain  to  the  soul  j 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  105 

He  that  is  meek  and  lowly, 
The  saviour's  face  shall  see  ; 

To  none  but  to  the  holy, 

Heaven's  gates  shall  opened  be. 

'A  f.ord,  be  thy  spirit  near  us. 

While  we  thy  word  are  taught ; 
And  may  these  days  that  cheer  us, 

With  future  good  be  fraught. 
May  we  to  heaven  invited, 

When  life  and  youth  are  flown. 
Teachers  and  taught  united. 

Assemble  round  the  throne, 

C'XVIl.  C.  J\I.  Ortonvillb 

Foiirth  of  July  Hymn. 
1  To  Thee,  our  Father  and  our  I'riend 
Their  hymn  to-day  shall  rise  ; 
0  from  the  heavenly  courts  descend, 
And  bless  the  sacrifice  ! 

i  While  thro  our  land  fair  freedom's  song 
Our  fathers  raise  to  thee  ; 
Our  accents  shall  the  notes  prolong  j 
We  children,  too,  are  free  ! 


106  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  The  past  with  blessings  from  thy  hand. 

Was  richly  scattered  o'er  ; 
As  numerous  as  the  countless  sand 
That  spreads  the  ocean  shore. 

4  0  may  the  future  be  as  bright, 

Nor  be  thy  favors  less 
Resplendent  with  the  glorious  light 
Of  peace  and  happiness. 

CXVIII.  P.  M.  Lilly  Dal: 

Truth. 

1  Be  sacred  truth,  my  son,  thy  guide 

Until  thy  dying  day, 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 
Be  truthful,  be  honest, 
Be  just,  my  child. 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 

2  Thy  heart  shall  then  be  free  and  light, 

And  near  the  crystal  spring. 
Thy  music  be  more  gay  and  bright 
Than  when  the  wicked  sing. 
Be  trutliful,  etc. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  i  07 

3  Oh, !  then  be  sacred  truth  thy  guide 

Until  thy  dying  day  ; 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 
Be  truthful,  etc. 

4  Thy  children  then  shall  nightly  come, 

And  weep  around  thy  tomb  ; 
And  flov/ers  above  thy  moistened  grave 
Shall  shed  their  rich  perfume. 
Be  truthful,  etc. 

CXIX.  Before  all  Lands. 

Patriotic  Song. 
1  Before  all  lands  from  east  to  west, 
I  love  my  native  land  the  best, 

With  God's  best  gifts  'tis  teeming  ; 
No  gold  nor  jewels  here  are  found. 
Yet  men  of  noble  souls  abound. 
And  eyes  with  joy  are  gleaming. 

'i  Before  ail  tongues  in  east  or  west, 
I  love  my  native  tongue  the  best  j 

Though  not  so  smoothly  spoken, 
Nor  woven  with  Italian  art  j 
Yet  when  it  speaks  from  heart  to  heart, 
The  word  is  never  brokea 


108  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Before  all  people  east  or  west, 
I  love  my  countrymeri  the  best, 

A  race  of  noble  spirit :  — 
A  sober  mind,  a  generous  heart. 
To  virtue  trained,  yet  free  from  art, 

They  from  their  sires  inherit. 

CXX.  Carry  me  back 

The  Pleasant  Sctiool. 

1  The  pleasant  school  in  yonder  village 

I  went  to  from  day  to  day, 
And  boys  and  girls  together  learned 

To  study,  and  sing,  and  play. 
'Twas  my  delight,  at  morning  break. 

To  look  all  my  lessons  o'er  }  — 
O,  carry  me  back  to  school  again, 

To  my  pleasant  school  once  more. 

2  My    schoolboy    days    were    short    and 

merry. 

And  merry  my  heart  shall  be, 
As  I  think  upon  the  innocent  joys 

Our  school-room  gave  to  me. 
But  1  miss  some  lessons  I  lost  at  school, 

And  it  grieves  my  heai-t  full  sore, — 
So  carry  me  back,  etc 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  109 

3  Oh,  tell  me  not  I've  passed  the  limit 
You've  set  in  the  schoolboy's  prime. 

That  the  World  is  now  the  school  for  me. 
And  my  only  teacher,  Time  ! 

I  would  go  to  school  where  once  I  went, 
And  stand  on  the  same  old  floor, — 

Then  carry  me  back,  etc, 

CXXI.  0!  Susanna. 

The  School. 

1  It  is  not  in  the  noisy  street 

That  pleasure  's  often  found  ; 
It  is  not  where  tire  idle  meet, 

That  purest  joys  abound. 
But  where  the  faithful  teacher  stands, 

With  firm  but  gentle  rule  ; 
Ah  !  that'^  the  happiest  place  for  me, 
The  pleasant  common  school. 
Oh,  the  school-rooai, 

0,  that's  the  jjlace  for  me  ; 
You'll  rarely  find,  go  where  you  will, 
A  happier  set  than  we. 

2  We  never  mind  the  barning  sun, 

We  never  mind  the  showers, 
We  never  mind  the  drifting  snows, 
While  life  and  health  are  ours  ,• 


110  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

But  when  the  merry  school  bell  throws 

Its  welcome  in  the  air, 
In  spite  of  rain  and  drifting  snows, 

You'll  always  find  us  there. 
Oh  !  the  school-room,  etc. 

3  The  stamp  that's  borne  on   manhood's 
brow 
Is  traced  in  early  years  ; 
The  good  or  ill  we're  doing  now, 

In  future  life  appears  : 
And  as  our  youthful  hours  we  spend 

In  study,  toil  or  play. 
We  trust  that  each  his  aid  will  lend 
To  cheer  us  on  our  way. 
Oh  !  the  school-room,  etc. 

CXXII.  Lightly  Row. 

Morning. 
1  Silently  !  silently  ! 

Ope  and  close  the  school-room  door  ; 
Carefully  !  carefully  ! 
Walk  upon  the  floor  ! 

Let  us,  let  us  strive  to  be 
From  disorder  ever  free  j 
Happily !  happily 
Passing  time  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  Hi 

2  Cheerfully!  chcei fully! 

Let  us  in  our  work  engage, 
With  a  zeal !  with  a  zeal ! 
Far  beyond  our  age  ;  — 

And  if  we  should  chance  to  find 
Lessons  that  perplex  the  mind, 
Persevere !  persevere  ! 
Never  borrow  fear. 

3  Now  we  sing !  now  we  sing, 

Gaily  as  the  birds  of  spring  , 
As  they  hop  !  as  they  hop, 
On  the  high  tree  top  ! 

Let  us  be  as  prompt  as  they, 
In  our  work  and  in  our  play  j 
Happily  !  happily 
Passing  time  away. 


CXXIIL  Old  Granite  State, 

The  Village  School. 
1  []:;  We  have  come  to  our  School  room:r{j 
With  spirit's  light  and  gay  ; 
fl::   And  in  search  of  knowledge  ::fl 
We  will  pass  our  time  away. 


112  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  II::  We  are  an  association  ::|| 

Convened  for  learning's  sake  j 
For  without  an  edncation, 
We  can  fill  no  useful  station, 
'Mid  the  rising  generation, 

In  the  Old  Granite  State. 

3  11::  Try  again  is  our  motto  ::11 

If  in  our  tasks  we  fail ; 
fj::  For  we  know  that  preseverance  ::1| 
Will  o'er  obstacles  prevail. 

4  Now  three  cheers  altogether, 

Shout  for  Common  schools  forever, 
Shout  for  blessings  on  the  giver, 

Till  we  make  the  air  resound  ; 
And  for  those  who  labor  for  us. 
And  whose  guardian  care  is  o'er  us, 
We  will  swell  the  grateful  chorus, 
Till  the  echoes  back  rebound. 

GXXIV.  C.  M.  Bonnie  Doon 

Ye   Banks  and  Braes. 
1  Ye  banks  and  braes  of  Bonnie  Doon, 
How  can  ye  bloom  so  fresh  and  fair, 
How  can  ye  chant  ye  little  birds, 
And  I  so  weary  full  of  care. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  113 

Thou  It  break  my  heart  thou  warbling  bird, 
That  sportest  thro'  the  flowery  thorn, 

Thou  mind'st  me  of  departed  joys, 
Departed  never  to  return. 

Oft  have  I  sung  by  Bonnie  Doon, 

To  cheer  the  friends  that  now  are  gene, 
I  could  not  think  they'd  fall  so  soon, 

And  sleep  beneath  the  cold,  cold  stone. 
With  lightsome  heart  I  plucked  the  flowers 

To  deck  the  friends  I  may  not  see, 
But  weary  long  will  be  the  hours. 

Till  they  are  all  restored  to  me. 


CXXV.  Araby's  Daughter. 

Old  Oaken  Bucket. 
1  How  dear   to  my  heart  are  the  scenes  of 
my  childhood. 
When  fond  recollection  presents  to  my 
view, 
The  orchard,  the  meadow,  the  deep  tan- 
gled wildwood, 
And  ev'ry  lov'd  spot  which  my  infancy 
knew, 


114  SCHOOL    IIYiMN    BOOK. 

The   wide-spreading   pond   and   the   niill 

which  stood  near  it. 
The   bridge   and   the   rock    where   the 

cataract  fell, 
The   cot   of  my  father,  the   dairy   house 

nigh  it, 
And  e'en  the  rude  bucket  that  hung  in 

the  well. 
The    old   oaken    bucket,  the   iron   bound 

bucket. 
The  moss  cover'd  bucket  that  hung  in  the 

well. 

2  The  moss-covered  bucket  I  hail  as  a  trea- 
sure, 
For  often  at  noon  when  return'd  from 
the  field, 
I  found  it  the  source  of  an  exquisite  plea- 
sure, 
The    purest   and   sweetest   that  nature 
could  yield. 
How  ardent   I  seized  it,  with  hands  that 
were  glowing. 
And  quick  to  the  white  pebbled  bottom 
it  fell, 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  115 

Then    soon  with    the   emblem     of    truth 

overflowing, 
And  dripping  with  coolness  it  lose  from 

the  well. 
The   old   oaken    bucket,  the   iron   bound 

bucket. 
The  moss-covered  bucket  arose  from  tha 

well. 

3  How  sweet  from  the  green  mossy  rim  to 
receive  it. 
As  poised  on  the  curb  it  inclined  to  my  lips; 
Not  a  full  flowing  goblet  could  tempt  me 
to  leave  it, 
Though    filled    with    the    nectar    that 
Jupiter  sips. 
And   now  far   removed    from    th-e   loved 
situation, 
The  tear  of  regret  will  intrusively  swell, 
As  fancy  reverts  to  my  father's  plantation, 
Ana  sighs  for  the  bucket  which  hung  in 
the  well. 
The   old   oaken    bucket,    the    iron-bound 

bucket. 
The  moss-covered  bucket  that  hung  in  tb« 
well. 


116  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CXXVI.  P.  M.  Dan  Tuckbr. 

Happy  School. 

1  We  greet  with  joy  this  happy  day, 
And  we  will  drive  dull  care  away, 
Hearts  full  of  cheer,  we'll  never  fear, 
While  we  in  wisdom's  ways  appear. 

Then  shout  aloud  I  shout  aloud  ! 
Shout  aloud  '  swell  the  chorus, 
Happy  days  are  yet  before  us. 

2  O  !  we  will  love  our  happy  school. 
And  never  play  the  "  idle  fool  " — 
United  all  in  heart  and  hand  ; 

0  !  are  we  not  a  happy  band  ? 
Then  shout,  etc. 

3  From  morn  to  noon,  from  noon  to  night, 
Let  peace  and  love  our  hearts  unite. 
And  when  our  daily  task  is  o'er. 

We,  sing  the  song  we  sung  before. 
Then  shout,  etc. 

CXXVn.  AuLD  Lang  Synb, 

Auld  Lang  Syne  at  Scliocl. 
I  Shall  school  acquaintance  be  forget, 
And  never  brought  to  mind  ? 


SCHOOL    KY.MN    BOOK.  1J7 

Shall  school  acquaintance  be  forgot, 
And  days  of  auld  lang  syne. 
For  auld  lang  syne  at  school, 

For  auld  lang  syne, 
We'll  have  a  thought  of  kindness  yet, 
For  auld  lang  syne. 

2  We  oft  have  cheered  each  other's  task 

From  morn  till  day's  decline. 
But  memory's  night  shall  never  rest 
On  auld  lang  syne. 

For  auld  lang  syne,  etc. 

3  Taen  take  the  hand  that  now  is  warm, 

Within  a  hand  of  thine  ; 
No  distant  day  shall  lose  the  grasp 
Of  auld  lang  syne. 

For  auld  lang  syne,  etc. 

CXXVIII.  P.  M.       Away  to  School. 

Away  the  Bowl. 
I  Our  youthful  hearts  with  temperance  burn, 
Away,  away  the  bowl ; 
From  dram  shops  all  our  steps  we  turn, 
Away,  away  the  bowl  j 


^d  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Farewell  to  rum  and  all  its  harms, 
Farewell  the  wmecup's  boasted  charms, 
Away    the    bowl,    away    the    bowl,    away, 
away  the  bowl. 

2  See  how  that  staggermg  drunkard  reels  ! 

Away,  away  the  bowl ; 
Alas,  the  misery  he  reveals, 

Away,  away  the  bowl  ; 
His  children  grieve,  his  wife  's  in  tears  I 
How  sad  his  once  bright  home  appears  ' 
Away  the  bowl,  etc. 

3  We  drink  no  more,  nor  buy  nor  sell, 

Away,  away  the  bowl ! 
The  tippler's  ofiers  we  repel, 

Away,  away  the  bowl. 
United  in  a  temperance  band. 
We're  joined    in   heart,  we're    joined   in 
hand, 
Away  the  bowl,  etc. 

CXXIX.  73.     The  Schoolm.\ster. 

Temperance  Call. 
1  Come,  ye  children,  learn  to  sing  ; 
Temperance  songs  are  just  the  thing : 


SCHCOL    HYMN    BOOK.  119 

Tune  your  voices,  make  them  ring 
They'll  give  .ife  a  cheerful  spring. 

Cheerily,  readily,  come  along  ; 

Sign  the  pledge,  and  sing  the  song, 

5i  Blooming  youth,  come  sing  the  song, 
Tune  your  lips,  the  strains  prolong  ; 
Sit  not  by  the  wine  too  long, 
Grief  and  wo  to  it  belong. 
Cheerily,  readily,  etc. 

3  Lovely  maid,  the  call  obey. 
Tune  your  lips,  and  keep  away 
From  the  tyrant's  awful  sway, 
And  be  not  the  bibber's  prey. 

Cheerily,  readily,  etc. 

4  Anxious  parent,  hear  the  call  •  ^ 
See  !  your  children  great  and  small, 
Come  to  you  with  loudes'.  call  — 

Sign  the  pledge,  and  save  them  all. 
Cheerily,  readily,  etc, 

CXXX.  7  s.  The  Schoolmaster. 

The  Temperance   Banner. 
1  Raise  your  Banner  high  in  air, 
Write  Cold  Water  —  wiite  it  there ; 


120  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Let  its  folds  be  wide  urfurl'd, 
Let  it  float  o'er  all  the  world  — 

Temperance  Banner  —  raise  it  high, 

Let  it  flap  against  the  sky  ! 

2  March,  Reformers,  march  ye  ou, 
Soon  the  battle  will  be  won  ; 

Soon  the  last  poor,  staggering  soul, 
Will  have  turned  —  or  found  his  go  il. 
Press,  Reformers,  press  ye  on, 
Cease  not,  till  the  battle's  won ! 

3  See,  yon  star  is  rising  high  ; 
Hops  is  bending  from  the  sky  ; 

See,  yon  Rainbow  bending  o'er 
Ireland's  lately  deluged  shore  ; 
See,  her  star  is  rising  high, 
Hope  is  bending  from  the  sky  ! 

4  Hark  !  I  hear  yon  spirits  cry, 
Come  and  see  us  —  for  we  die  ; 

Brandy,  Rum,  and  Gin  are  dead  ; 

Wine  and  Beer  are  frigthened,  fled- 
And  the  very  winds  reply. 
Alcohol  shall  surely  die  I 

5  Raise  your  Banner,  raise  it  hi^b  j 
Lq'  it  flap  against  tie  sky  j 


SCHOOL   HYMN    BOOK.  121 

liCt  the  world  adorning  see  ; 

Temperance  —  Truth  —  and .  Liberty  — 
Temperance  Banner  ;  raise  it  liigh  ; 
Let  it  flap  against  the  sky  I 

CXXXL  Rose  that  all  are  praising 

The  Drunkard's  Bowl. 

1  The  drink  that's  in  the  drunkard's  bowl, 

Is  not  the  drink  forme  ; 
It  kills  his  body  and  his  soul  j 

How  sad  a  sight  is  he  ! 
But  there's  a  drink  which  God  has  givca. 
Distilling  in  the  showers  of  heaven, 

In  measures  large  and  free, 

O  that's  the  drink  for  me. 

2  The  stream  that  many  prize  so  bigh, 

Is  not  the  stream  for  me  ; 
For  he  who  drinks  it  still  is  dry, 

Forever  dry  he'll  be 
But  there's  a  stream  so  cool  and  clear, 
The  thirsty  traveller  lingers  near, 

Refreshed  and  glad  is  he  ; 

0,  that's  the  stream  for  me. 


122  SCHOOL   HYMN    BOOK. 

3  The  winecup  that  so  many  prize, 

Is  not  the  cup  for  me  j 
The  aching  head,  the  bloated  face, 

In  i;s  sad  train  I  see. 
But  there's  a  cup  of  water  pure, 
And  he  w^io  drinks  it  may  be  sure 

Of  health  and  length  of  days  ;  — 

O,  that's  the  cup  for  me. 

CXXII.  Before  all,  Lands. 

Cold  "Water  Song. 

1  Before  all  causes  east  or  west, 

I  love  the  temperance  cause  the  best  — 

I  love  its  cheerful  greetings  ; 
I  love  the  tales  the  speakers  tell, 
The  songs  we  sing  while  echoes  swell 
At  our  Cold  Water  Meetings, 
At  our  Cold  Water  Meetings. 

2  Before  all  laws,  or  east  or  west, 

I  count  the  law  of  Love  the  best  — 

Its  accents  mildly  spoken. 
Will  harmless  make  the  poisoned  bowl  — 
Bin!  up  the  wounded,  and  control 

The  heart  that's  almost  broken. 
The  heart,  etc. 


SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 


Evening  Bell. 

1  Hark  !  the  pealing» 
Softly  stealing, 

Evening  bell, 
Sweetly  echoed 
Down  the  dell. 

2  Welcome,  welcome 

Is  thy  music. 
Silvery  bell ! 
Sweetly  telling 
Day's  farewell ! 

3  Day  is  sleeping. 
Flowers  are  weeping 

Tears  of  dew ; 
Stars  are  peeping 
Ever  true. 

4  Grove  and  mountain. 
Field  and  fountain, 

Faintly  gleam 
In  the  ruddy 
Sunset  beam. 

5  Happy  hour. 
May  thy  power 


123 


124  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

Fill  my  breast ; 

Each  wild  passion 

Soothe  to  rest. 

CXXIV 

Call  of  the  Bell. 

1  Hark  !  the  deep  ton'd  bell  is  calling, 

Come!  0,  come, 
Weary  ones  where'er  you  wander, 

Come  !  0,  come : 
Louder  now  and  louder  pealfng, 
On  the  heart  that  voice  is  stealing, 

Come,  nor  longer  roam. 

2  Now  again  its  tones  are  pealing, 

Come !  0,  come, 
In  the  sacred  temple  kneeling, 

Seek  thy  home : 
Come,  and  round  the  altar  bending, 
Love  the  place  where  God,  descending, 

Calls  the  spirit  home. 

S  StUl  the  echoed  voice  is  ringing. 

Come !  O,  come. 
Every  heart  pure  incense  bringing, 

<'  Hither  come  !  " 
Father,  round  thy  footstool  bending, 
May  our  souls  to  heaveic  ascending, 

Find  in  thee  their  home. 


SCHOOL   HYMN  BOOK.  125 

cxxv. 

Wherefore  weepest  thou  ? 

1  Schoolmate  -sv-lierefore  weepest  thou,  weepest 

thou,  weepest  thou, 
Schoolmate  wherefore  weepest  thou,  weepest 

thou  so  sore, 
Schoolmate  does  our  parting  grieve  thee, 
Weep'st  thou  that  I  go  and  leave  thee, 
Schoolmate  dear  !  then  weep  not  now, 
Schoolmate  weep  no  more.     Tra  la  la,  &c. 

2  Schoolmate  we  shall  soon  return,  soon  re- 

turn, soon  return. 
Schoolmate  we  shall  soon  return,  grieve  thou 

not  so  sore ; 
While  at  distance  from  thee  parted, 
Be  not  like  the  broken  hearted, 
Schoolmate  dear  then  weep  not  now, 
Schoolmate  weep  no  more.    Tra  la  la,  &c. 

CXXYI. 

"Bright  smiles  the  Morn." 
1  Bright  smiles  the  mom  when  flowers  are 
blooming. 
Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la ; 
When  skies  are  clear  and  birds  are  singing, 
Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la : 


126  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

Come  !  schoolmates  let  us  haste  away. 
And  join  the  pleasures  of  this  day. 
Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la. 

2  Hail,  happy  day,  each  other  greeting, 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la, 
May  all  enjoy  a  happy  meeting, 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la  ; 
O'er  hill  and  dale  our  footsteps  roam, 
Or  by  the  ocean's  briny  foam. 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la. 

3  Sweet  fields  of  green  with  waving  splendor 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la, 
Sweet  flowers  your  silent  tribute  render, 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la, 
To  him  who  made  you  thus  so  blest, 
And  in  a  robe  of  beauty  drest. 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la. 

4  Sweet  birds,  your  bowers  are  ever  vernal, 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la, 
To  us  you're  given  by  the  Eternal ; 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la  ; 
Like  your  sweet  day  may  ours  appear. 
When  evening  shades  approach  more  near. 

Sing  tra  la  la  la  la  la  la. 


SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOIi.  127 

CXXVII. 

God  speed  the  Right. 

1  Brothers,  sing  with  voice  united, 

"  God  speed  the  right ;  " 
Sisters,  join  with  hearts  delighted, 

♦'  God  speed  the  right !  " 
Lo  !  the  winds  in  silence  bearing, 
Lo  !  all  nature's  voice  proclaiming, 

"  God  speed  the  right !  " 

2  Be  ye  firm  and  be  enduring, 

**  God  speed  the  right ;  " 
Always  in  the  right  pursuing, 

"  God  speed  the  right." 
"When  all  obstacles  impede  thee. 
Trust  in  heaven  for  strength  to  aid  thee : 

"  God  speed  the  right !  " 

3  When  life's  conflicts  all  are  over, 

"  God  speed  the  right ;  " 
May  we  ne'er  prove  faithless,  never, 

"  God  speed  the  right;  " 
When  all  earthly  ties  are  sundered. 
When  our  days  on  eaith  are  numbered, 

"  God  speed  the  right." 

CXXVIII. 

The  Happy  Land. 
1  I  have  come  from  a  happy  land, 
Where  care  is  unknown  : 


128  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

I  have  parted  from  a  merry  band 

To  make  thee  mine  own. 
Haste,  haste,  fly  with  me. 
Where  our  banquet  waits  for  thee  : 
Thine,  thine  its  sweets  shall  be, 

Thine,  thine  alone. 

2  Here  summer  has  its  heavy  cloud, 

The  rose  leaf  will  fall ; 
There  angels  wear  no  gloomy  shroud, 

There's  no  mournful  pall ; 
Each  new  morning  ray 
Leaves  no  sigh  for  yesterday, 
No  smile  passed  away, 

"Would  we  recall. 

3  Is  trouble  on  thy  youthful  brow, 

Is  sorrow  on  thy  soul ; 
O,  heed  then,  my  warning  now, 

And  spurn  pleasure's  bowl ; 
Here  !  here  !  you'll  seek  in  vain. 
For  a  balm  to  banish  pain, 
There's  nought  your  lips  can  drain 

"Will  grief  control. 

4  Come  and  touch  this  gentle  hand, 

Thy  sorrow  'twill  remove  ; 
Thy  pain  will  cease  when  lightly  fanned 
By  music  from  above. 


SCHOOL   HY-MN   BOOK.  129 

Haste,  then,  fly  with  me, 
Where  our  banquet  waits  for  thee, 
Thine,  thine  its  sweets  shall  be, 
Thine,  thine  alone. 

CXXIX. 

The  Poachers. 

1  How  beautiful  the  morning, 

When  summer  days  are  long  ; 
When  merry  birds  are  singing 

Their  light  and  blithesome  song. 
Then  in  the  morning  early 

Awake  to  nature's  voice  ; 
O  take  delight  with  thy  heart  aright, 

For  the  blessings  of  the  morn. 

2  Up  in  the  morning  early, 

By  day-light's  earliest  ray  ; 
Up  in  the  morning  early, 

Nor  spend  a  slothful  day  ; 
Then  call  thy  slumbering  comrades. 

To  bless,  and  praise,  and  pray ; 
Then  take  delight  with  thy  heart  arightj 

For  the  blessings  of  the  day. 
8  "  Up  in  the  moaning  early, 

Tis  nature's  gayest  hour  ;  " 
And  seek  the  tints  so  pearly, 

On  every  opening  flower ; 


130  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

And  gather  like  the  humble  bee, 
Fresh  sweets  from  every  bower ; 

Then  take  delight  with  thy  heart  aright 
For  the  blessings  of  the  day.       * 

4  The  dewj'  grass  all  Avaving, 

Beneath  a  vernal  sky  ; 
The  flowers  their  tribute  bringing, 

Proclaim  that  God  is  nigh. 
And  nature  smiles  on  every  thing, 

Without  one  cheerless  sigh. 
Then  take  delight  with  thy  heart  aright 

For  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

cxxx. 

Begone,  dull  Care. 

1  Begone,  dull  sloth, 

I  pray  thee  begone  from  me, 
Begone,  dull  sloth. 

You  and  I  can  never  agree  ; 
For  I  will  work,  and  I  will  learn, 

And  usefully  pass  the  day, 
And  I  think  it  one  of  the  wisest  things 

To  drive  dull  sloth  away. 
Sloth  and  waste, 

Pebts  never  are  able  to  pay. 


SCHOOL   HYMN  BOOK.  131 

2  Go,  vile  Deceit, 

Yoii  never  shall  live  vn.th.  me ; 
Go,  vile  Deceit, 

You  and  I  shall  never  agree ; 
For  1  will  faithful  pray  to  be,  • 

In  all  I  do  or  .say, 
And  always  speak  the  honest  truth, 

"Whether  at  work  or  play. 
.     Yilc  Deceit, 

With  mc  shall  never  stay. 

3  Bad  Temper,  go, 

You  never  shall  stay  with  me : 
Bad  Temper,  go. 

You  and  I  sliall  never  agree; 
For  I  will  always,  kind  and  mild, 

And  gcntlcj  pray  to*  be  ; 
And  do  to  others,  as'  I  wish. 

That  they  sliould  do  to  me. 
Temper  bad, 

With  mc  shall  never  stay. 

CXXXI. 

School  is  begun. 

1  School  is  begun,  so  coine  every  one, 
And  come  with  smiling  faces, 
Forhapi)y  arc  they, who  learn  when  they  may» 
So  come  and  take  your  places. 


132  SCHOOL   IIY-MX  BOOK. 

2  Here  you  vnl\  find,  your  teachers  are  kind. 

And  with  their  help  succeeding, 
The  older  you  grow,  the  more  you  will  know. 
And  soon  you'll  love  your  reading. 

3  Little  boys,  when  you  grow  to  be  men, 

And  fill  some  useful  station, 
If  you  should  once  be  found  out  as  a  dunce, 

0  think  of  your  vexation. 

4  Little  girls,  too,  a  lesson  for  you, 

To  learn  is  now  your  duty, 
Or  no  one  mil  deem  you  worthy  esteem, 
Whate'er  your  youth  or  beauty. 

CXXXIL 

"Welcome  to   School. 

1  Come  where  joy  and  gladness 

Make  each  youthful  stranger  a  welcome  guest, 
Come  where  grief  and  sadness, 

Will  not  find  a  dwelling  in  your  breast. 
Time  with  us  will  pass  away, 

With  books,  or  work,  or  healthful  play;  _ 
Sometimes  with  a  cheerful  song, 

The  happy  hours  ^Yill  glide  along. 

2  Thus  our  days  employing, 

We  are  always  learning  some  useful  thing ; 


SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK.  133 

These  pursuits  enjoying, 
Merrily  together  we  mil  sing. 

Though  in  sports  ^ye  take  delight, 
We  also  love  to  read  and  \vrite  ; 

Those  who  teach  ns  too  we  prize, 
Who  strive  to  make  us  good  and  ^^•ise. 

CXXXIII. 

No  Home  like  my  own. 

1  Why,  ah  !  why  my  heart  this  sadness, 

"Why,  'mid  scenes  like  these  decline, 
Where  all  though  strangc.is  joy  and  gladness ; 
Say,  what  ^vish  can  yet  be  thine  ? 
0  say  what  wsh  can  yet  be  thine. 

2  All  that's  dear  to  me  is  wanting, 

Lone  and  cheerless,  here  I  roam ; 
The  stranger's  joys,  howe'er  enchanting, 
To  me  can  never  be  like  home. 
To  me  can  never  be  like  home. 

8  Give  me  those,  I  ask  no  other, 

Those  that  bless  the  humble  dome. 
Where  dwell  my  father  and  my  mother ; 
Give,  O  give  me  back  my  home. 
My  own,  my  own  dear  native  home. 


134  SCHOOL  IIY.MX   BOOK. 

CXXXIV. 

O,  wipe  away  that  Tear. 

1  0,  wipe  away  that  tear, 

The  pearly  drop  I  see, 
Let  hope  thy  bosom  cheer, 

As  yon  bright  star  we  see  ! 
Yes,  when  from  thee  away. 

Sweet  hope  shall  be  our  star, 
"We  do  not  part  for  aye  ; 

I'll  welcome  thee  afar. 

2  Our  pleasant  cottage  home, 

The  dear  remembered  spot, 
Though  far  away  we  roam, 

It  shall  not  be  forgot ; 
The  thought  will  often  thrill, 

Each  heart  with  pleasure  then, 
"When  heart  to  heart  we  still, 

Shall  often  meet  again  ! 

3  The  flowers  of  spring  come  back, 

Their  fragrance  mem'ry  keeps, 
They  strew  life's  weary  track, 

"Where  fond  affection  weeps ; 
Our  thoughts  on  lieav  n  be  set, 

'Twill  soothe  away  our  care, 
"While  hope  grows  blighter  yet, 

To  think  our  home  is  there. 


SCHOOL  IIVMN  BOOK.  335 

4  At  close  of  parting  day, 

Ere  yon  bright  star  irf  set, 
Still  meet  me  while  away, 

'Mid  scenes  Ave'U  not  forget ; 
I'll  watch  the  setting  star, 

And  think  I  look  to  thee, 
And  thus,  though  sundered  far, 

How  near  our  hearts  may  be  ! 

5  How  dear  is  every  spot, 

Where  often  we  have  strayed, 
The  mountain  and  the  cot. 

The  greenwood  where  we  played; 
The  tree  whose  branches  hung, 

So  graceful  o'er  the  rill. 
Upon  whose  banks  we  sung. 

The  songs  that  please  us  still. 

6  At  evening's  quiet  hour. 

Then  come  to  me  in  thought, 
In  mem'ry  tread  the  bower. 

In  childhood  often  sought, 
We'll  sing  those  early  songs, 

Those  oft  repeated  lays. 
Whose  brightest  note  belongs 

To  young  life's  brightest  days. 


136  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

cxxxv. 

The  Pilot. 

1  O  Pilot,  'tis  a  fearful  night ; 

There's  danger  on  the  deep  ; 
I'll  come  and  pace  the  deck  with  thee, 

I  do  not  dare  to  sleep  :  — 
♦*Go  down;"  the  sailor  cried,  "go  down; 

This  is  no  place  for  thee, 
Fear  not,  hut  trust  in  Providence, 

Wherever  thou  mayst  be." 

2  Ah !  Pilot,  dangers  often  met, 

We  all  are  apt  to  slight ; 
And  thou  hast  known  these  raging  waves, 

But  to  subdue  their  might : 
"  O,  'tis  not  apathy,"  he  cried, 

**  That  gives  this  strength  to  me; 
Fear  not,  but  trust  in  Pro%idence, 

Wherever  thou  mayst  be." 

3  On  such  a  night  the  sea  ingulfed 

My  father's  lifeless  form  ; 
My  only  brother's  boat  v/ent  do-\vn 

In  just  so  wild  a  storm  : 
And  such,  perhaps,  may  be  my  fate^ 

But  still  I  say  to  thee, 
"  Fear  not,  but  trust  in  Pro\-idence, 

Wherever  thou  mayst  be." 


SCHOOL  HYMx\  BOOK.  137 

CXXXVI. 

The  Watcher. 

1  The  night  was  dark  and  fearful, 

The  blast  swept  wailing  by, 
A  watcher  pale  and  tearful 

Looked  forth  with  anxious  eye  ; 
How  wistfully  she  gazeth, 

No  gleam  of  morn  is  there ; 
Her  eyes  to  heaven  she  raiseth, 

In  agony  of  prayer. 

2  Within  that  dwelling  lonely. 

Where  want  and  darkness  reign^ 
Her  precious  child,  her  only. 

Lay  moaning  in  his  pain, 
And  death  alone  can  free  him, 

She  feels  that  this  must  be  ; 
But  O,  for  morn  to  see  him. 

Smile  once  again  on  rae. 

3  A  hundred  lights  are  glancing 

In  yonder  mansion  fair, 
And  merry  feet  are  dancing, 

They  heed  not  morning  there  ; 
0  young  and  joyous  creatures. 

One  lamp  from  out  your  store. 
Would  give  that  poor  boy's  features 

To  his  mother's  s;aze  once  more. 


138         SCHOOL  iivMN  book, 

4  The  morning  sun  is  shining, 

She  heedeth  not  its  ray  ; 
Beside  her  babe  rei:lining, 

The  pale  dead  mother  lay  ; 
A  smile  her  lips  were  wreathing, 

A  smile  of  hope  and  love, 
As  though  she  still  were  brcathmg, 

There's  light  for  us  above. 

CXXXVII. 

Araby's  Daughter. 

1  Farewell,  farewell  to  thee,  Araby's  daugh- 
ter. 
Thus  warbled  a  Peri   beneath   the  dari 
sea; 
No    pearl    ever   lay   under    Omen's    green 
water, 
More  pure  in  its  shell  than  thy  spirit  in 
thee. 
O  fair  as  the  sea  flower  close  to  thee  grow- 
ing. 
How  light  was  my  heart  till  love's  witch- 
ery came. 
Like  the  wind  of  the  south  o'er  a  summer 
lute  blowing, 
And  hush'd  all  its  music,  and  wither'd  its 
frame. 


SCHOOL   tiV.MN   DOOK.  139 

2  But  long  upon  Araby's  green  sunny  high- 

lands, 
Shall  maids  and  their  lovers  remember  the 

doom, 
Of  her  who  lies  sleeping  among  the  green 

islands, 
With  nought  but  tlic  sea-star  to  light  up 

her  tomb. 
And  still  when   the  merry  date  season  is 

burning, 
And  calls  to  the  palm-groves  the  young 

and  the  old. 
The  happiest  there  from  their  pastime  re- 
turning, 
At  sunset  will  weep  when  thy  story  is 

told. 

3  The  young  village  maid  with  flowers  she 

dresses, 
Her  dark  flowing  hair  for  some  festival 
day, 
Win  think  of  thy  fate,  till  neglecting  her 
tresses. 
She  mournfully   turns   from    the   mirror 
away ; 
Nor  shall  Iiiax,  beloved  of  her  heio  forget 
thee. 


140  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

Though  tyrants  watch  over  her  tears  as 
they  start ; 
Close,  close  by  the  side  of  that  hero  she'll 
set  thee, 
Embalmed  in  the  innermost  shrine  of  her 
heart. 
4  Farewell  —  be  it  ours  to  embellish  thy  pil- 
low. 
With  every  thing  beauteous  that  grows  in 
the  deep  : 
Each  flower  of  the  rock,  and  each  gem  of 
the  billow 
Shall  sweeten  thy  bed  and  illumine   thy 
sleep ; 
Around  thee  shall  glisten  the  loveliest  am- 
ber 
That    ever    the    sorro^nng    sea-bird    has 
wept; 
With  many  a  shell  in  whose  hollow  wreathed 
chamber, 
We,  Peris  of  ocean,  by  moonlight  have 
slept. 

CXXXVIII. 

'       Merry  Month  of  May. 

1  Hail !  all  hail !  thou  merry  month  of  May, 
We  will  hasten  U  the  woods  away ; 


SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 


141 


Among  the  flowers  so  sweet  and  gay  ; 

Then  away,  to  hail  the  merry,  merry  May, 
The  merry  merry  May  ; 
Then  away,  to  hail  the  merry  merry  moath 
of  May. 

CXXXIX. 

No  Home  like  my  own. 

1  Brother,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow ; 

Death  is  o'er  and  life  is  won  ; 
Upon  thy  slumber  dawns  no  morrow : 
Rest ;  thine  earthly  race  is  run, 
O  rest ;  thine  earthly  race  is  run. 

2  Brother,  wake  !  the  night  is  waning  ; 

Endless  day  is  round  thee  poured  ; 
Then  enter  thou  the  rest  remaining, 
For  the  people  of  the  Lord,  &c. 

3  Brother,  wake  ;  for  he  who  loved  thee,  — 

He  v/ho  died  that  thou  mightst  live,  — 
For  he  who  graciously  approved  thee,  — 
Waits  thy  crown  of  joy  to  give,  &c. 

4  Fare  thee  well ;  though  woe  is  blending 

With  the  tones  of  earthly  love, 
Then  triumph  high  and  joy  unending 
Wait  thee  in  the  realms  above,  &c. 


142  SCHOOL   fiV.MN   DOOK. 

CXL. 

Tyrolese   Evening  Hymn, 

1  Come,  come.  come. 
Come  lo  the  sunset  tree, 

The  day  is  pnst  and  gone  ; 
The  woodunii's  axe  lies  free, 

And  the  rea])fr"s  work  is  done, 
The  tvvilJL^Iit  stir  to  heav'n, 

And  the  snnimcr  dew  to  flowers, 
And  rest  to  us  is  ;nven, 

By  the  soi't  evening  hours. 

2  Sweet,  sweet,  sweet. 
Sweet  is  the  hour  of  rest, 

Pleasant  th.e  woods'  low  sigh, 
And  the  gleaniinir  of  the  west. 

And  the  turf  whereon  we  lie. 
When  the  bin-dcn  and  the  heat 

Of  the  laborer's  task  is  o'er, 
And  kindly  voices  greet 

The  tired  one  at  his  door. 

3  Yes,  yes,  yes. 

Yes,  tuneful  is  the  sound 

That  dwells  in  whis])'ring  houghs, 
Welcome  the  freshness  round. 

And  the  gale  th  it  fans  our  brows  ; 


SCHOOL   HYMN  BOOK.  143 

But  rest  more  r,v.-eet  and  still 
Thau  over  the  night-fall  gave, 

Our  yearning  hearts  shall  fill 
In  the  world  beyond  the  grave. 

4  There,  there,  there. 
There  shall  no  tempests  blow, 

Kor  scorching  noontide  heat ; 
There  shall  be  no  more  snow. 

No  weary,  wandering  feet; 
So  we  lift  our  trusting  eyes, 

From  the  hills  our  fathers  trod. 
To  the  quiet  of  the  skies, 

To  the  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

CXLI. 

The  Gipsies. 

1  In  the  mcn-y  month  of  'Maying, 
"When  balmy  lireezes  blow, 
We'll  lads  and  lasses  in  our  best 

Be  dressed  from  top  to  to** ; 
We'll  dance  and  sitig  the  jocund  song  upon 
the  forest  green. 
And  nought  but  mirth  and  jollity  around 
us  shall  be  seen  ; 
And  thus  we'll  pass  a  pleasant  time, 
Nor  think  of  care  or  woe, 


144  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

In  the  merry  month  of  Maying, 

When  bahuy  breezes  blow, 
In  the  merry  month  of  Maying, 

When  balmy  breezes  blow. 

2  Our  hearts  with  joy  and  eyes  with  light, 

Shall  feast  on  nature  gay ; 
While  trees  their  leafy  branches  spread. 

And  perfume  fills  the  way. 
*Tis  then  we'll  hear  the  cuckoo's  note, 

Steal  softly  through  the  air, 
While  every  scene  around  will  look 

Most  beautiful  and  fair. 
And  thus  we'll  spend,  &c. 

3  We'll  from  the  spring  fill  every  glass, 

And  drink  to  friends  most  dear; 
And  wish  them  many  happy  days. 

And  many  a  happy  year. 
Then  upwards  we  will  turn  our  thoughts, 

And  think  of  him  above, 
Who  kindly  spreads  the  flowery  lawn 

With  his  unchanging  love. 
And  thus  we'll  spend,  &c. 

CXLII. 

Blue  Eyed  Mary. 

1  Come  tell  me,  blue  eyed  stranger, 
Say,  whither  dost  thou  roam  ; 


SCIIOCL  IIYiMN   TOOK.  145 

O'er  this  ^A•idc  world  a  ranger  ;. 
Hast  thou  no  friends  nor  home ; 
They  called  me  blue  eyed  Mary, 
When  friends  and  fortune  smiled; 
But  ah,  how  fortunes  vary  ! 
I  now  am  sorro^Y's  child. 

2  Come  here,  I'll  hwj  thy  flowers, 
And  ease  thy  hapless  lot ; 
Still  wet  with  morning  showers  — 
I'll  buy,  "  forget  me  not ;  " 
Kind  sir,  then  take  these  posies, 
They're  fading  like  my  youth  ; 
But  never  like  these  roses, 
Shall  wither  Mary's  truth. 

CXLIII. 

O,  it  is  not  while  Riches. 

I  O,  it  is  not  while  riches  and  splendor  sur- 
round us, 
That  friendship  and  friends  can  be  put  to 
'  the  test : 

'Tis  but  when  affliction's  cold  presence  has 
bound  us, 
We  find  which  the  hearts  arc  that  love  us 
the  best ; 
For  friends  will  fawn  at  fortune's  dawn, 
10 


W6  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

U'hen  the  breeze  and  the  tide  waft  us 
steadily  on  ; 
But  if  sorrow  o'ertakes  us,  each  false  one 
forsakes  us, 
And  leav.es  us  to  sink  or  to  struggle  alone- 
2  And  though  on  love's  altar,  the  flame  that 
is  glowing, 
Be  brighter,  still  friendskip  is  steadier  far  ; 
One  wavers  and  turns  ^^•ith  each  breeze  that 
is  blowing. 
And  is  but  a  meteor  —  the  other's  a  star ; 
In  youth,  love's  light  bums  warm  and  bright. 

But  it  dies  ere  the  Avinter  of  age  be  past. 
While  friendship's  flame  burns  ever  the  same. 
And  glows  but  the  brighter  the  nearer  its 
cast. 

CXLIV. 

Child  and  the  Snow-Bird. 
1  The  ground  was  all  covered  with  snow  ona 
day, 
And  two  little  sisters  were  busy  at  play, 
When  a  snow-bird  was  sitting  close  by  on  » 

tree. 
And  merrily  singing  his  Chick-a-de-de,  chick 

a-de-de.  chick-a-de-de, 
And  merrily  singing  his  chick-a-de-de. 


SCFIOOL  HYMN  BOOK.  147 

2  He  had  not  been  singing  that  tune  very  long. 
Ere  Emily  heard  him,  so  loud  was  his  song  — 
"  O,  sister,  look  out  of  the  window,"  said  she ; 
"  Here's  a  dear  little  oird,  singing  chick-a- 

de-de,  chick-a-de-de,  &c. 

3  *'  Poor  fellow,  he  walks  in  the  snow  and  the 

sleet, 
And  has  neither  stockings  nor  shoes  on  his 

feet; 
I  pity  him  so,  how  cold  must  he  be, 
And  yet  he  keeps  singing  his  chick-a-de-de, 

chick-a-de-de,  &c. 

4  "  If  I  were  a  barefooted  snow-bird  I  know 

I  would  not  stay  out  in  the  cold  and  the 

snow.  — 
I  wonder  what  makes  him  so  full  of  his  glee, 
He's  all  the  time  singing  that  chick-a-de-de, 

chick-a-de-de,  &c. 

6  "  O  mother,  do  get  him  some  stockings  and 
shoes, 
A  frock,  and  a  cloak,  and  a  hat,  if  he  choose  ; 
I  wish  he'd  come  into  the  parlor,  and  see 
How  warm  we  would  make  him,  poor  chick- 
a-de-de,  chick-a-de-de,"  &c. 


148  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

6  The  bird  had  flown  down  for  some  crumbles 

of  bread, 
And  heard  every  word  little  Emily  said ; 
♦«  What  a  figure  I'd  make  in  that  dress  ! " 

thought  he ; 
And  he  laughed,  as  he  warbled  his  chick-a- 

de-de,  chick-a-de-de,  &c. 

7  "  I  am  grateful,"  he  said,  •'  for  the  wish  you 

express, 
But  I  have  no   occasion   for    such    a  fine 

dress ; 
I  had  rather  remain  with  my  limbs  all  free, 
Than  to  hobble  about,  singing  chick-a-de- 
de,  chick-a-de-de,  &c. 

8  "There  is  One,  my  dear  child,  though  I 

cannot  tell  who, 

Has  clothed  me  already,  and  warm  enough, 
too.  — 

Good  morning !  O  who  are  so  happy  as 
we  ?  "  — 

And  away  he  went,  singing  hi  J  chick-a-de- 
de,  chick-a-de-de,  &c. 

CXLV. 

The  Savoyard  Minstrel's  Song. 
1  Of  my  parents  bereft, 
And  no  friends  have  I  left, 


SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK.  149 

No  protector  have  I ; 
I'm  a  poor  orphan  boy. 
From  my  country  and  home, 
Now  deserted  I  roam, 
O'er  the  mountains  afar^ 
With  my  plaintive  guitar. 

Tra  la  la  la,  tra  la  la  la, 

Tra  la  la  la,  la  la  la. 

But  adieu  to  the  hills, 
And  the  bright  sparkling  rills, 
And  the  cot  in  the  glen, 
I  shall  ne'er  see  again. 
It  reechoed  my  song 
As  I  wandered  .along,  • 

And  the  notes  brought  relief 
To  my  heart  full  of  grief. 
Tra  la  la  la,  &c. 

Then  its  chords  sweetly  rung, 
To  my  innocent  song. 
Ere  I  drank  of  the  wine 
Of  my  own  native  vine. 
But  I  soon  was,  alas  ! 
Quite  a  slave  to  the  glass  ;  — 
And  I  weep  for  the  day 
When  it  first  stole  my  lay. 
Tra  la  la  la,  &c. 


150  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

4  But  the  rescue's  at  hand, 
And  the  cold  water  band 
Have  restored  me  again 
From  my  heart-breaking  pain. 
And  my  lyre  is  now  strung 
For  its  loftiest  song, 
Praising  God  in  defence 
Of  divine  abstinence. 
Tra  la  la  la,  &c. 

CXLVI. 

Merrily  every  Bosom  boundeth. 

1  Merrily  every  bosom  boundeth, 

Merrily  O  !  merrily  0  ! 
Where  the  song  of  temp'rance  soundeth, 
Merrily  0  !  merrily  O  ! 
Where  the  parent's  smile  hath  more  brightness, 
There  the  youthful  heart  hath  more  lightness, 
Every  joy  the  home  suiToundeth, 
Merrily  O  !  merrily  0  ! 
Merrily,  merrily,  merrily  O  ! 
Merrily  O  !  merrily  0  ! 

2  Wearily  every  bosom  pineth, 

Wearily  O  !  wearily  0  ! 
"Where  the  weed  intemperance  twineth, 
Wearily  0  !  wearily  O  ! 


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There  the  parent's  smile  yields  to  sadness, 
There  the  youthful  heart  hath  no  gladness, 
Every  flower  of  life  declineth, 
"Wearily  O  !  wearily  0  !  &c. 

8  Cheerily  then  awake  the  chorus, 
Cheerily  O  !  cheerily  O  ! 
Abstinence  will  peace  restore  us, 
Cheerily  O  !  cheerily  0  ! 
Now  the  pai-ent's  smile  beams  the  clearest, 
Now  the  parent's  hopes  are  the  dearest ; 
Every  joy  is  now  before  us, 
Cheerily  0  !  cheerily  0  !  &c. 

CXLVII. 

Pilgrims  and  Wanderers. 

1  Over  the  mountain  wave. 
See  where  they  come  : 
Storm-cloud  and  wintry  wind 

"Welcome  them  home ; 
Yet  where  the  sounding  gale 

Howls  to  the  sea, 
There  the  song  peals  along, 
Deep-toned  and  free. 
Pilgrims  and  wanderers, 

Hither  we  come  ;  — 
Where  the  free  dare  to  be,  — 
This  is  our  home. 


152  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

2  England  hath  simny  dales, 

Dearly  they  bloom ; 
Scotia  hath  heather  hills,  -■ 

Sweet  their  perfume; 
Yet  through  the  wilderness  • 

Cheerful  we  stray  :    , 
Native  land  —  native  land, 

Home  far  away. 
Pilgrims,  &c. 

3  Dim  grew  the  forest  path, 

Onward  they  trod ; 
Firm  beat  their  noble  hearts. 

Trusting  in  God  ! 
Gray  men  and  blooming  maids, 

High  rose  their  song  ; 
Hear  it  sweep,  clear  and  deep, 

Ever  along. 
Pilgrims,  &c. 

4  Not  theirs  the  glory  wreath, 

Torn  by  the  blast ; 
Heavenward  their  holy  steps, 

Heavenward  they  past; 
Green  be  their  mossy  graves  ! 

Ours  be  their  fame, 
Wliile  their  song,  peals  along 

Ever  the  same. 
Pilgrims,  &c. 


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CXLVIII. 

The  Troubadour. 

1  Brightly  the  morning  sun 

Shines  from  afar ; 
Swiftly  his  course  he'll  run 

By  every  star : 
Ages  have  seen  his  face, 

Daikness  may  roam  ; 
Morning  sun,  morning  sun, 

Come  to  my  home. 

2  Treasures  of  joy  he  brings 

On  every  beam ; 
Flowers  paint  their  cheeks  anew, 

By  every  stream. 
Birds  chant  their  warbling  lays, 

On  every  bough ; 
Morning  sun,  morning  sun, 

Shine  on  us  now. 

3  Hark  I  'tis  the  shepherd's  note. 

Breathing  his  prayer ; 
Lord,  guide  my  wandering  thoughts 

Up  to  thee  there. 
"Where  angels  robed  in  white. 

Ne'er  from  thee  roam ; 
Morning  sun,  morning  sun. 

Guide  wanderers  home. 


154  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

CXLIX. 

Maltese  Boatman's  Song. 

1  Come,  brothers,  come,  to  the  rescue  come, 
Cheerily  now  our  cause  goes  on. 
Hark  !  how  the  temp'rance  warning  clear, 

Sweetly  falls  upon  the  ear. 
Then  come  let  us  fight,  till  the  battle  is 
o'er,         , 
And  man  shall  yield  to  temptations  no 
more. 
Our  strife  and  warfare  being  done, 
How    sweet     the     conqueror's    welcome 
home. 
Home,  home,  home,  the  conqueror's  wel- 
come home. 
Sweet,  O  sweet  the  conqueror's  welcome 
home, 
Welcome  home,  welcome   home,  welcome 
home. 


2  Come,  brothers,  come,  to  the  rescue  come, 
Warmed  hopes  on  beauty's  wing. 

Come  cheer  us  vnth.  your  heavenly  smiles  ; 
Recompense  for  all  our  toils. 

Then  come  let  us  fight,  &c. 


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CL. 

Ship  ahoy! 

1  When  o'er  the  silent  seas  alone, 

For  days  and  nights  we've  cheerless  gone, 
O,  they  who've  felt  it  know  how  sweet, 

Some  sunny  morn  a  sail  to  meet. 

Some  sunny  morn  a  sail  to  meet, 
Sparkling  on  deck  is  every  eye, 

Ship  ahoy  !  ship  ahoy  !  our  joyful  cry, 
"When  answering  back  we  faintly  hear. 

Ship  ahoy !  ship  ahoy  !  what  cheer  !  what 
cheer ! 
Now  sails  aback,  we  nearer  come. 

Kind  Avords  are  said  of  friends  and  home. 
But  soon,  too  soon,  we  part  in  pain, 

To  sail  o'er  silent  seas  again  ! 

To  sail  o'er  silent  seas  again  ! 

2  When  o'er  the  ocean's  dreary  plain. 

With  toil  her  destined  port  to  gain. 
Our  gallant  ship  has  neared  the  strand, 

We  claim  our  own,  our  native  land, 

We  claim  our  own,  our  r.ative  land, 
Sweet  is  the  seaman's  joyous  shout ; 

"  Land  ahead  !    land   ahead  .    look   out  I 
look  out!  " 
Around  on  deck  we  gayly  fiy ; 

'*  Land  ahead  !   land  ahead  !   with  joy  we 
cry ; " 


156  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK, 

Yon  beacon's  light  directs  our  way, 
.  While  grateful  vows  to  heaven  we  pay, 
And  soon  our  long  lost  joys  renew, 

And  bid  the  boisterous  main  adieu  ! 

And  bid  the  boisterous  main  adieu  ! 

CLI. 

Canadian  Boat  Song. 

1  Faintly  as  tolls  the  evening  chime, 

Our  voices  keep  tune  and  our  oars  keep 

time; 
Our  voices  keep  tune  and  our  oars  keep 

time ; 
Soon  as  the  woods  on  shore  look  dim,        • 

We'll  cheerTuUy  sing  our  parting  hymn. 
Row,  brothers,  row,  the  stream  runs  fast, 
The  rapids  are  near,  and  the  daylight's 

past, 
The  rapids  are  near  and  the  daylight's 

past. 

2  Why  should  we  yet  our  sail  unfurl  ? 

There  is  not  a  breath  the  blue  wave  to  curl, 
There  is  not  a  breath  the  blue  wave  to  curl ; 

But  when  the  wind  blows  off  the  shore, 
0  sweetly  we'll  rest  our  weary  oar. 

Blow,  breezes,  blew  the  stream  runs  fast,  &c 


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CLIL 

Juniatta. 

1  Wild  roved  the  Indian  girl, 

Bright  Alfarata, 
Where  sweep  the  waters 

Of  the  bine  Juniatta  ; 
Swift  as  an  Antelope 

Through  the  forest  going, 
Loose  were  her  jetty  locks 

In  wavy  tresses  flowing. 

2  Gay  was  the  mountain  song 

Of  bright  Alfarata"; 
Where  sweep  the  waters 

Of  the  blue  Juniatta. 
Strong  and  true  my  arrows  are. 

In  my  painted  quiver, 
Swift  goes  my  light  canoe, 

Adown  the  rapid  river 

B  Bold  is  my  warrior,  good 

The  love  of  Alfarata  ; 
Proud  v.aves  his  snowy  plume, 

Along  the  Juniatta. 
Soft  and  low  he  speaks  to  me, 

And  then  his  war  cry  sounding 
Rings  his  voice  in  thunder  loud, 

From  height  to  height  resounding. 


158  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

4  So  sang  the  Indian  girl, 

Bright  Alfarata ; 
"Where  sweep  the  waters 

Of  the  blue  Juniatta. 
Fleeting  years  have  borne  away 

The  voice  of  Alfarata, 
Still  sweeps  the  river  on 

The  blue  Juniatta. 

CLIII. 

Child's  Return  from  the  Woodlands. 

1  Hast  thou  been  in  the  woods  with  the  honey 

bee  ? 

Hast  thou  been  with  the  lamb  in  the  pastures 
free  ? 

With  the  hare  through  the  copse  and  din- 
gles ^vild  ? 

With  the  butterfly  o'er  the  heath,  fair  child? 

Yes,  the  light  fall  of  the  bounding  feet 

Hath  not  startled  the  wren  from  her  mossy 
seat:* 

Yet  hast  thou  ranged  the  green  forest  dells, 

And  brought  back  a  treasure  of  buds  and 
bells. 

2  Thou  knowest  not  the  light  wherewith  fairy 

lore 
Sprinldes  the  turf  and  the  daises  o'er  ; 


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Enough  for  thee  are  the  dews  that  sleep, 

Like  hidden  gems,  in  the  fl()\Yer  urns  deep ; 

Enough  the  rich  crimson  spots  that  dwell 

Midst  the   gold  of  the  cowslip's  perfumed 
cell, 

And  the  scent  by  the  blossoming  sweet-briers 
shed, 

And   the   beauty  that  bows  the  wood-hya- 
cinth's head. 
3  O,  happy  child,  in  thy  fawnlike  glee, 

What  is  remembrance  or  thought  to  thee  ? 

Fill   thy  bright  locks  with   those   gifts  of 
spring, 

O'er  thy  green  pathway  their  colors  fling ; 

Bind  them  in  chaplet  and  wild  festoon, 

What  if  to  droop  and  to  perish  sc^on  ; 

Nature  hath  mines  of  such  wealth,  and  thou 

Never  wijt  prize  its  delights  as  now. 

CLIV. 

Star  of  the  East. 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine 

aid  ; 

Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Ucdcemer  is  laid  — 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemei  is  laid. 


160  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dewdrops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall ; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Savior  of  all, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Savior  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  off 'rings  divine  ; 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 

ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the 

mine  ? 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the 

mine. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adofation  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

CLV. 

Hark!   'tis  the  Bells. 

1  Hark !  'tis  the  bells  of  a  village  church. 
How  pleasantly  they  strike  on  the  ear, 
And  how  merrily  they  ring. 


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Come,  let  us  join  and  we'll  imitate  their 

melody, 
Let  each  take  a  part  in  the  hanaony  and  sing. 
2  I  love  a  merry  peal  of  bells, 

Of  hope  and  joy  their  music  tells  ; 
When  trav'ling  homewards,  merrily, 
They  greet  us  ever  cheerily, 
Hark  !  'tis  the  bells,  &c. 

CLVI. 

The  Mellow  Horn. 

1  At  -dawn  Aurora  gayly  breaks, 

In  all  her  proud  attire  ; 
Majestic  o'er  the  glassy  lakes 

Reflecting  liquid  fire. 
All  nature  smiles  to  usher  in. 

The  blushing  tints  of  morn  ; 
And  huntsmen  with  the  day  begin 

To  wind  the  mellow  horn. 
The  mellow  horn,  the  mellow  mellow  horn, 
The  mellow  hora,  the  mellow  mellow  kom ; 
And  huntsmen  with  the  day  begin 

To  wind  the  mellow  horn  ; 
And  huntsmen  with  the  day  begin 

To  wind  the  mellow  horn, 
The  mellow,  mellow  horn, 
The  mellow,  mellow  horn. 
11 


162  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

2  At  eve  when  gloomy  shades  obscure 

The  tranquil  shepherd's  cot, 
When  tinkling  bells  are  heard  no  more. 

And  daily  toil  forgot ; 
'Tis  then  the  sweet  enchanting  note, 

On  zephyrs  gently  borne, 
"With  Avitching  cadence  seems  to  float 

Around  the  mellow  horn. 

The  mellow  horn,  &c. 
*Tis  then  the  sweet  enchanting  note,  &c 

CLVII. 

The  Farmer's  B07. 

1  The  sun  had  sunk  behind  the  hill, 

Across  yon  dreary  moor, 
When  wet  and  cold  there  came  a  boy 

Up  to  the  farmer's  door. 
Can  you  tell  me,  said  he,  if  any  there  be, 
Who  would  like  to  give  employ. 
For  to  plough  and  to  sow 

To  reap  and  to  mow, 
To  be  a  farmer's  boy. 
For  to  be  a  farmer's  boy. 

2  My  father's  dead,  my  mother's  left 

With  four  poor  children  small, 
And  what  is  worse  for  my  mother  still, 
I'm  the  eldest  of  them  all ; 


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But  though  little,  I  will  work  as  hard  as  I  can, 
If  I  can  get  employ. 
For  to  plough  and  to  sow,  &c. 

3  But  if  no  boy  you  chance  to  want, 

One  favor  I've  to  ask. 
To  shelter  me  till  dawn  of  day. 

From  the  cold  and  wintry  blast, 
And  at  break  of  day  I  will  trudge  away, 

Else  where  to  seek  employ. 
For  to  plough  and  to  sow,  &c. 

4  The  farmer's  wife  cries  try  the  lad, 

Let  him  no  farther  seek, 
O  do  !  papa,  the  daughter  cries, 

"While  tears  run  down  her  cheek. 
For  those  that  will  work,  'tis  hard  to  want, 

Or  to  wander  for  employ. 
For  to  plough  and  to  sow,  &c. 

6  The  farmer's  boy,  he  grew  a  man, 

The  good  old  farmer  died  ; 

He  left  the  lad  with  all  he  had. 

And  his  daughter  for  his  bride  ; 
The  boy  that  Avas,  now  a  farmer  is, 
And  he  thinks  and  smiles  with  joy, 

On  the  break  of  day, 
"When  he  passed  that  way, 
To  be  a  farmer's  boy. 
For  to  be  a  farmer's  boy. 


164  SCHOOL  HY3IN   BOOK. 

CLVIIL 

Cheer  up  my  Schoolmates. 
First  voice. 

1  O,  \Yhat  can  make  this  glorious  land, 

The  land  of  peace  and  beauty  ? 
Second  voice. 
'Tis  freedom's  children  well  attuned 
To  sing  the  song  of  liberty. 

Then  cheer  up  my  schoolmates  dear, 

Put  forth  your  utmost  powers, 
Then  cheer  up  my  schoolmates  dear, 
Fair  freedom  will  be  ours. 

2  0,  what  can  make  New  England's  sons 

The  rightful  heirs  of  freedom  ? 
'Tis  science'  altars,  glowing  ones, 
Lit  up  by  truth  and  purity. 
Then  cheer  up,  &c. 

3  O,  what  can  make  our  native  state, 

The  state  where  ^-irtue  loves  to  dwell  ? 
'Tis  freedom's  children,  taught  to  hate 
The  ways  the  wicked  love  so  well. 
Then  cheer  up,  &c. 

4  O,  what  can  make  our  native  town 

Do  honor  to  our  sires  ? 
Those  holy  fires,  which  on  them  shone 
Reflected,  still  be  ours. 
Then  cheer  up,  &c. 


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6  O,  what  can  make  this  treasured  spot 
The  plate  where  all  the  virtues  dwell  ? 
'Tis  each  :vith  each  to  take  our  lot, 
And  practise  all  the  virtues  v^ell. 
Then  cheer  up,  &c. 

3  Then  let  us  all  in  concert  join, 
To  swell  the  song  of  liberty ; 
Yes,  let  us  all  the  sound  prolong, 
And  echo  back  its  melody. 
Then  cheer  up,  &c. 

CLIX. 

The  Hindoo   Girl's  Song. 

This  song  relates  to  a  well-known  supersti- 
tion among  the  young  Hindoo  girls.  They 
make  a  little  boat  out  of  a  cocoa-nut  shell, 
place  a  small  lamp  with  flowers  within  this  ark 
of  the  heart,  and  launch  it  upon  the  Ganges. 
If  it  floats  out  of  sight  with  its  lamp  still  burn- 
ing, the  omen  is  prosperous ;  if  it  sinks,  the 
love  which  it  questions  is  ill  fated. 

t  Float  on,  float  on,  my  haunted  bark. 
Above  the  midnight  tide  ; 
Bear  softly  o'er  the  water  dark 
The  hopes  that  with  thee  glide. 


166  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

2  Float  on,  float  on,  thy  freight  is  flowers, 

And  every  flower  reveals 
The  dreaming  of  my  lonely  hours, 
The  hope  my  spirit  feels. 

3  Float  on,  float  on,  thy  shining  lamp 

The  light  of  love  is  there  ; 
If  lost  beneath  the  waters  damp, 
That  love  must  then  despair. 

4  Float  on,  beneath,  the  moonlight  float 

The  sacred  billows  o'er ; 
Ah  !  some  kind  spirit  guides  my  boat, 
For  it  hath  gained  the  shore. 

CLX. 

Bonny  Boat. 

1  O  swiftly  glides  the  bonny  boat, 

Just  parted  from  the  shore  ; 
And  to  the  fisher's  chorus  note, 

Soft  moves  the  dipping  oar  : 
These  toils  are  borne  with  happy  cheer, 

And  ever  may  they  speed  ; 
That  feeble  age  and  helpmate  dear, 

And  tender  bairnies  feed. 

2  We  cast  our  lines  in  Largo  bay, 

.  Our  nets  are  floating  wide  ; 
Our  bonny  boat  with  yielding  sway, 
Rocks  lightly  on  the  tide  : 


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167 


And  happy  prove  our  daily  lot, 

Upon  the  summer  sea ; 
And  blest  on  land  our  kindly  cot, 

Where  all  our  treasures  be. 

3  The  mermaid  on  her  rock  may  sing, 

The  witch  may  weave  her  charm  ;     , 
Nor  water  sprite,  nor  eldric  thing, 

The  bonny  boat  can  harm  : 
It  safely  bears  its  scaly  stoTe, 

Through  many  a  stormy  gale, 
"While  joyful  shouts  rise  from  the  shore. 

Its  homeward  prow  to  hail. 

4  "We  cast  our  lines  in  Largo  Bay,  &c. 

CLXI. 

Hymn  for  an  Exhibition. 

1  Mark,  0  mark,  sweet  friends,  the  morning, 

See  how  fair  the  sun  now  shines ; 
How  bright  each  thing,  with  its  adorning, 
"Will  seem  until  each  ray  declines. 

2  Then,  ah,  then,  the  night  advancing, 

"With  its  shades  will  darken  all ; 
No  more  will  light  for  us  be  glancing. 
Except  from  stars  in  night's  dark  palL 

3  Thus,  O  thus,  the  sun  of  learning 

Will  for  us  its  beams  display  ; 


168  SCHOOL   HYMN  ROOK. 

And  cheer  our  minds,  our  footsteps  turning, 
Into  its  steep  but  flowery  way. 

4  Still,  0  still,  as  time  is  flying. 

Death,  like  night,  u-ill  shade  our  eyes  ; 
But  thoughts,  like  stars,  wnen  vre  are  dying, 
Shall  cheer  us  as  to  heaven  we  rise, 

CLXII. 

The  brave  old  Oak. 

1  A  song  of  the  oak,  the  brave  old  oak, 

"Who  hath  ruled  in  the  greenwood  long, 
Here's  health  and  renown  to  his  broad  green 
crown, 

And  his  fifty  arms  so  strong  I 
There  is  fear  in  his  frown,  when  the  sun  goes 
down, 

And  the  fire  in  the  west  fades  out. 
And  he  showeth  his  might  on  a  wildinidnight, 

"When  storms  through  his  branches  shout. 
Then  sing  to  the  oak,  the  brave  old  oak, 

Who  hath  ruled  in  this  land  so  long, 
Aiid  still  flourish  he,  a  hale  green  tree, 

"When  a  hundred  years  are  gone. 

2  He  saw  the  rare  times,  when  the  Christmas 

chimes 
\Ve::e  a  merry  sound  to  hear. 


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And  the  squire's  wide  hall,  and  the  cottage 
small, 
Were  full  of  American  cheer  ; 
And  all  the  day,  to  the  rebec  gay, 

They  frolicked  with  lovcsome  swains  : 
They  are  gone,  they  arc  dead,  in  the  church- 
yard laid. 
But  the  tree,  he  still  remains. 
Then  sing  to  the  oak,  the  brave  old  oak,  &c 

OLXIII. 

The  Spirits  of  Bliss. 

1  How  cheering  the  thought  that  the  spirits 

of  bliss. 
Will  come  to  a  world  such  as  this, 
Will  leave  the  sweet  joyfe  of  the  mansions 

above 
To  bring  us  some  message  of  love. 

2  They  come  on  the  wings  of  the  morning, 

they  come, 
To  lead  some  poor  wanderer  home  ; 
Some  pilgrim  to  snatch  from  this  stormy 

abode, 
Who  will  rest  in  the  arms  of  his  God. 


170  SCHOOL  HYxMN  BOOK. 

CLXIV. 

Maltese  Boatman's  Song. 

1  See,  brothers,  see,  how  the  night  comes  on, 
Slowly  sinks  the  setting  sun, 

Hark !  how  the  solemn  vespers  sound, 
Sweetly  falls  upon  the  ear. 
Then  haste,  let  us  work  till  the  daylight  is 

o'er, 
And  fold  our  nets  as  we  row  to  the  shore  ; 
Our  toil  of  labor  being  done, 
How  sweet  the  boatman's  welcome  home. 
Home,  home,  home,  the  boatman's  welcome 

home. 
Sweet,    O,    sweet    the     ooatman's    welcome 
home. 
WePcome  home  !  welcome  home  ! 

2  See,  how  the  tints  of  daylight  die, 
Soon  we'll  hear  the  tender  sigh  ; 
For  when  the  toil  of  labor's  o'er, 
"We  shall  meet  our  friends  on  shore. 

Then  haste,  let  us  work  till  the  daylight  m 

o'er, 
And  fold  our  nets  as  we  row  to  the  shore ; 
For  fame  or  gold  howe'er  we  roam, 
No  sound  so  sweet  as  welcome  home  ! 
Home,  homo,  home,  dtc. 


SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK.  171 

CLXV.  Old  Folks  at  Home. 

Temperance  River. 

1  Roll  on  thou  great  and  glorious  river 

We  float  with  thee, 
Our  land  we  must  and  will  deliver, 
From  Bacchus  wash  her  free. 
Cold  water  is  our  motto, 

From  purest  fountains  flow, 
Distilled  from  out  the  deepest  grotto, 
And  from  the  sparkling  snow. 

2  A  small  and  noiseless,  ceaseless  streamlet, 

Winds  towards  that  shore  ; 
"Where  temperance,  sparkling,  swelling  sea 

yet, 

"Will  a  broad  ocean  roar. 
Cold  water  is  our  motto,  &c. 

3  Come  all  ye  charming,  smiling  beauties, 

Matrons  too  appear ; 
Come,  now,  with  heart,  perform  your  duties, 
Come  pledge  to  water  clear. 
Cold  water  is  our  mctto,  &c. 

4  There's  virtue  in  this  golden  goblet, 

Young  men  drink  you  ; 
Pure  nectar  sweetly  now  flows  from  it, 
'Tis  Hermon's  spicy  dew. 
Cold  water  is  our  motto,  &c. 


172  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOIL 

CLXVI. 

The  Mountain  Maid's  Invitation. 

1  Come  !  come  !  come  ! 
O'er  the  hills,  free  from  care, 

In  my  home  true  pleasure  share  ; 
Blossoms  sweet,  flowers  most  rare, 

Come  where  joys  are  found  I 
Here  the  sparkling  dews  of  morn 

Tree  and  shrub  with  gems  adorn, 
Jewels  bright,  gayly  worn, 
Beauty  all  around ! 
Tra  la  la  la,  tra  la  la, 
Tra  la  la  la,  tra  la  la, 
Jewels  bright,  gayly  worn, 
Beauty  all  around ! 

2  Come  !  come  !  come ! 
Not  a  sigh,  not  a  tear, 

E'er  is  found  in  sadness  here, 
Music  soft,  breathing  near, 

Charms  away  each  care  ! 
Birds,  in  joyous  hours,  among 

Hill  and  dell,  Avith  grateful  song. 
Dearest  strains  here  prolong. 

Vocal  all  the  air- ! 
Tra  la  la  la,  &c. 


SCHOOL   H\MN  BOOK  173 

3  Come !  come !  come  ! 
When  the  day's  gently  gone, 

Evening  shadows  coming  on, 
Then,  by  love,  kindly  won, 

Truest  bliss  be  thine  ! 
Ne'er  was  found  a  bliss  so  pure, 

Never  joys  so  long  endure  ; 
Who  -would  not  love  secure  ? 

Who  -would  joys  decline  ? 
Tra  la  la  la,  &c. 


CLXVII. 

The  May  Queen. 

1  You  must  -o'ake  and  call  me  early,  call  me 

early,  mother  dear ; 

To-morrow  '11  be  the  happiest  time  of  all  the 
glad  New  year  ; 

Of  all  the  glad  New  year,  mother,  the  mad- 
dest merriest  day: 

For  I'm  to  be  Queen  o*  the  May,  mother, 
I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May. 

2  I  sleep  so  sound  all  night,  mother,  that  I 

shall  never  awake. 
If  you  do  not  call  me  loud  when  the  day  be- 
gins to  break : 


174       .      SCHOOL   HYMN  BOOK. 

But  I  must  gather  knots  of  flowers,  and 

buds  and  garlands  gay, 
For  I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May,  mother, 

I'm.  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May. 

3  Little  Effie  shall  go  with  me  mother,  to-mor- 

xow  to  the  green, 
And  you'll  be  there  too,  mother,  to  see  me 

made  the  Queen ; 
Tlie  shepherd  lads  on  every  side  will  come 

from  far  away. 
And  I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May,  mother, 

I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May. 

4  All  the  valley,  mother,  will  be  fresh  and 

and  green  ar.d  still 
And  the  cowslip  and  the  crowfoot  are  over 

all  the  hill. 
The  rivulet  in  the  flowery  dale  will  merrily 

glance  and  play. 
For  I'm*to  be  Queen  o'  the  May,  mother, 

I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May. 

6  The  night  winds  come  and  go,  mother,  upon 
the  meadow  grass, 
And  the  happy  stars  above  them  seem  to 
brighten  as  they  pass  ; 


SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK.  175 

There  \vill  not  be  a  drop  o'  rain  the  whole  o' 

the  livelong  day, 
And  I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May,  mother, 

I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May. 
6  So  yon  must  wake  and  call  me  early,  call  me 

early,  mother  dear, 
To-morrow  '11  be  the  happiest  time  of  all  the 

ghd  New  year : 
To-morrow  '11  be  of  ail  the  year  the  maddest, 

merriest  day. 
For  I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May,  mother, 

I'm  to  be  Queen  o'  the  May. 

:LXVIII.  C.  M.  Ortoxville. 

Speak  gently. 

1  Speak  gently,  it  is  better  far 

To  rule  by  love  than  fear  ; 
Speak  gently,  let  not  harsh  words  mar 
The  good  we  might  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently,  love  doth  whisper  low 

The  vows  that  true  hearts  bind  ; 
And  gently  friendship's  accents  flow,  ' 
Affection's  voice  is  kind. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  little  child, 

Its  love  be  sure  to  gain  : 
Teach  it  in  accents  soft  and  mild  — 
It  may  not  long  remain. 


176  SCHOOIi   HYMN   BOOK. 

4  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one, 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart ; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run  — 
Let  such  in  peace  depart. 

5  Speak  gently,  kindly  to  the  poor, 

Let  no  harsh  tone  be  heard  ; 
They  hate  enough  they  must  endure, 
Without  an  unkind  word. 

6  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  —  know 

They  may  have  toiled  in  vain  ; 
Perhaps  unkindness  made  them  so, 
O,  win  them  back  again. 

7  Speak  gently  —  'tis  a  little  thing 

Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well ; 
The  good,  the  joy  which  it  may  bring. 
Eternity  shall  tell. 

CLXIX. 

Be  kind  to  thy  Father. 

1  Be  kind  to  thy  Father,  for  when  thou  wert 
young, 
Who  loved  thee  so  fondly  as  he  ? 
He  caught  the  first  accents  that  fell  from 
thy  tongue. 
And  joined  in  thy  innocent  glee. 


SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK.  177 

2  Be  kind  to  thy  Mother,  for  lo  !  on  her  brow 

May  traces  of  sorrow  be  seen  ; 
0  well  mayst  thou  cherish  and  comfort  her 
now, 
For  loving  and  kind  hath  she  been. 

3  Be  kind  to  thy  Brother, — his  heart  will 

have  dearth, 
If  the  smile  of  thy  love  be  withdrawn  ; 
The  flowers  of  feeling  will  fade  at  their  birth 
If  the  dew  of  affection  be  gone. 

4  Be  kind  to  thy  Sister,  —  not  many  may  know 

The  depth  of  true  sisterly  love  ; 
The  wealth  of  the  ocean  lies  fathoms  below 
The  surface  that  sparkles  above. 

6  Be  kind  to  thy  Teacher,  —  the  burden  she 
bears, 
Her  spirits  are  wearing  away ; 
No  price  for  her  labor  so  precious  appears. 
As  the  kindness  she  meets  day  by  day. 

3  Be  kind  to  thy  Schoolmates,  —  not  long 
canst  thou  be 
"With  schoolmates  to  study  or  play  ; 
Thy  kindness  will  make  thee  more  happy 
and  free 
When  school  pleasures  vanish  away. 


178  SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 

CLXX. 

Swear  not. 

1  When  joy  thy  heart  is  swelling, 

"When  thou  art  wild  with  glee, 
"When  laughter  shouts  are  telling 

Of  schcolboys'  revelry,  — 
0,  sicear  not  in  thy  playing  ! 

Swiar  not,  thy  wit  to  show  ! 
The  Name  we  use  in  praying, 

Canst  thou  profane  it  so  ? 

2  When  angry  thoughts  invade  thee, 

And  prompt  unkind  desire,  — 
If  petty  wrongs  have  made  thee 

Speak  out  thy  burning  ire ; 
0,  swear  not  in  thy  plajing  ! 

Sicear  not,  thy  wrath  to  show ! 
The  Name  we  use  in  praying, 

Canst  thou  profane  it  so  ? 

3  When  sportive  tongues  invite  thee 

To  wordy  contests  vile, 
Still  striving  to  delight  thee 

By  oaths  and  mingled  smile,  — 
O,  sioear  not  in  thy  plajnng  ! 

Sxoear  not,  thy  skill  to  show  ! 
The  Name  we  use  in  praying, 

Do  not  profane  it  so  ! 


scnoor-  hymn  book.         179 

CLXXI. 

Haste  thee,  Schoolboy. 

1  Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away, 
Far  too  long  has  been  thy  stay  ; 
Many  a  time  you've  tardy  been, 
Many  a  lesson  you've  not  seen  ; 
Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away, 
Far  too  long  has  been  thy  stay. 

2  Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away, 
Join  no  more  the  laggard's  play  ; 
Quivkly  speed  your  steps  to  school. 
And  there  mind  your  teacher's  rule  ; 
Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away. 
Join  no  more  the  laggard's  play. 

3  Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away. 
Learn  thy  lessons  well,  to-day ; 
Love  the  truth,  and  shun  the  wrong, 
Then  no  day  vnll  seem  too  long  ; 
Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away, 
Learn  thy  lessons  well  to-day. 

4  Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away. 
While  thy  youth  is  bright  and  gay  ; 
Seek  the  place  with  knowledge  blest, 

Twill  thee  guide  to  endless  rest; 
Haste  thee,  schoolboy,  haste  away, 
While  thy  youth  is  bright  and  gay. 


180  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

CLXXII.  Scots  Wha  Ha'b, 

Our  pleasant  School. 

1  Where  do  children  love  to  go, 
When  the  storms  of  •n'inter  blow  ? 
What  is  it  attracts  them  so  ? 

'Tis  our  pleasant  school. 
Where  do  children  love  to  be, 
When  the  summer  bu'ds  we  see, 
Warbling  praise  on  every  tree  ? 

In  our  pleasant  school. 

2  When  the  beauteous  morning  breaks, 
And  each  eye  from  slumber  wakes, 
What  so  happy  children  makes, 

As  our  pleasant  school  ? 
Faithful  may  we  keep  the  day  ! 
Never  waste  the  time  in  play ! 
Truthful  all  we  do  or  say, 

At  our  pleasant  school. 

CLXXIII. 

The  better  Land. 

1  I  hear  thee  speak  of  the  better  land, 
Thou  callest  its  children  a  happy  band ; 
Mother  !  O  where  is  that  radiant  shore  ? 
Shall  we  not  seek  it  and  weep  no  more  ? 


SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK.  181 

Is  it  where  the  flower  of  the  orange  blows, 
And  the  fire-flies  glance  through  the  myrtle 
boughs  ? 
"  Not  there,  not  there,  hiy  child." 

2  Is  it  where  feathery  palm  trees  rise, 

And  the  date  grows  ripe  under  sunny  skies  ? 
Or  midst  the  green  islands  of  glittering  seas, 
Where  fragrant  forests  perfume  the  breeze. 
And  strange  bright  birds,  on  their  starry 

wings, 
Bear  the  rich  hues  of  all  glorious  things  ? 
"  Not  there,  not  there,  my  child  !  " 

3  Is  it  far  away  in  some  region  old, 

"Where  the  rivers  wander  o'er  sands  of  gold  ? 
Where  the  burning  rays  of  the  ruby  shine, 
And  the  diamond  lights  up  the  secret  mine, 
And  the  pearl  gleams  forth  from  the  coral 

strand. 
Is  it  there,  sweet  mother,  that  better  land  r 
"  Not  there,  not  there,  ray  child ! 

4  *•  Eye  hath  not  seen  it,  my  gentle  boy ! 
Ear  hath  not  heard  its  deep  songs  of  joy  ; 
Dreams  cannot  picture  a  world  so  fair, 
Sorrow  and  death  may  not  enter  there  ; 
Time  doth  not  breathe  on  its  fadeless  bloom ; 
Far  beyond  the  clouds  and  beyond  the  tomb, 

It  is  there,  it*is  there,  my  child  !  " 


182  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

CLXXIV. 

My  Native  Land. 

1  My  native  land,  my  native  land, 

O  'tis  a  lovely  land  to  me  ; 
1  bless  my  God  that  I  was  born, 

"Where  man,  where  man,  where  man  is  free. 
Our  land,  it  is  a  glorious  land. 

And  wide  it  spreads  from  sea  to  sea, 
And  sister  states  in  union  join, 

And  all,  and  all,  and  all  axe  free. 

2  And  equal  laws  Ave  all  obey. 

To  kings  we  never  bend  the  knee  ; 
Here  we  may  own  no  Lord  but  God, 

Where  all,  where  all,  where  all  are  free. 
We've  lofty  hills,  and  sunny  vales, 

And  streams  that  roll  to  either  sea  ; 
And  through  this  large  and  varied  land, 

Alike,  alike,  alike  we're /ree. 

3  You  hear  the  sounds  of  healthful  toil. 

And  youth's   gay  shout  and  childhood's 
glee, 
And  every  one  in  safety  dwells, 

And  all,  and  all,  and  all  are  free. 
We're  brothers  all  from  south  to  north, 

One  bond  will  di-aw  us  to  agree  ; 
We  love  this  country  of  our  bii'th, 

We  love,  we  love,  we  love  the  free. 


SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK.  183 

4  We  love  the  name  of  Washington, 

I  lisped  it  on  my  father's  knee, 
And  we  shall  ne'er  forget  the  name, 

While  all,  while  all,  while  all  zxefree. 
My  land,  my  own  dear  native  land, 

Thou  art  a  lovely  land  to  me  ; 
I  bless  ray  God  that  I  was  born 

Where  man,  where  man,  where  man  \sfree. 

CLXXV. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven  ;  Hallowed  ]  be 

thy  I  name ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done.  On  earth 

as  it  I  is  in  I  heaven ; 
Give  us  this  day  our  |  daily  j  bread  ; 
And  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  forgive 

those  who  |  trespass  against  [  us ; 
And  lead  us  not  into  temptation.  But  de-  | 

liver  us  from  |  evil ; 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power  and 

the  glorj',  For  |  ever  and  j  ever.   |  A-  | 

men,  A-  |  men. 

CLXXVI. 

I  will  lift  up  mine  Eyes. 
1  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills,  From 
whence  |  cometh ..  my  |  help. 


184  SCHOOL   HYMN  BOOK. 

2  My  help  cometh  from  the  Lord,  "Which  made 

I  heaven.,  and  |  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved  ;  He 

that  keepeth  thee  |  will  not  |  slumber. 

4  Behold,  he  that  keepeth  Israel,  Shall  not  | 

slumber  ..  nor  |  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  is  thy  keeper ;  The  Lord  is  thy 

shade  upon  thy  |  right  |  hand. 

6  The  sun  shall  not  smite  thee  by  day,  Nor  the 

1 2^  moon  by  |  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil ; 

He  shall  pre-  |  serve  thy  |  soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out,  and 

thy  coming  in.  From  this  time  forth  and 
for-  I  ever  |  more.   |  A-  )  men.  A-  |  men. 

CLXXVII. 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd;    I  |  shall  not  | 

want; 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pas- 

tures  ;  He  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  j 
wa-  1  ters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soiil ;  he  leadeth  me  in  the 

paths  of  righteousness  for  his  j  narr  '- 
I  sake. 


SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK.  185 

4  Yea,  though  Y  walk  through  the  valley  of 

the  shadow  of  death, 
I  will  fear  no  evil ;  for  thou  art  with  me ; 
Thy  rod  and  thy  staff  they  \p  comfort  |  me. 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the 

presence  of  mine  enemies, 
Thou  anointest  my  head  with  oil ;  my  |  cup 
,.  runneth  |  over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me 

all  the  days  of  my  life  ; 
And  I  will  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord, 
for-  I  ev —  I  er.  |  A-  |  men. 

CLXXVIII. 

Hear,  ye  Children. 

1  Hear,  ye  children,  the  instruction  of  a  father, 
And  attend  to  |  know  under-  |  standing. 

2  For  I  give  you  good  doctrine.  Forsake  ye  | 

not  my  |  law, 

3  For  I  was  my  father's  son,  Tender  and  only 

}  eloved  in  the  |  sight  of  my  |  mother. 

4  He  taught  me  also,  and  said  unto  me.  Let 

thine  heart  retain  my  words  :  Keep  my 
com-  I  mandments  and  |  live. 

5  Get  wisdom,  get  understanding;   for-  |  get 

it  I  not. 


186  SCHOOL  HYMN   BOOK. 

6  Neither  decline  from  the  words  of  j  my —  | 

mouth. 

7  Forsake  her  not,  and  she  shall  preserve —  | 

thee ; 
Love  her,  and  she  shall  |  keep —  |  thee. 

8  "Wisdom  is  the  principal  thing ;  |  therefore 

get  I  Wisdom. 
And  with  all  thy  getting,  get  under-  |  stand- 
—  I  ing. 

9  Exalt  her,   and   she   shall  pro-  |  mote —  | 

thee; 
She  shall  bring  thee  to  honor  when  thou 
dost  em-  |  brace —  |  her. 

10  She  shall  give  to  thine  head  an  |  ornament 

of  I  grace.* 
A  crown  of  glory  shall  she  |  deliver  to  ( 
thee     A-  |  men. 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 64 

A  poor  wayfaring  man  of  grief 43 

As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 52 

As  flows  the  rapid  river 40 

Art  thou  my  Father 57 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 54 

At  dawn  Aurora  gayly  breaks 161 

A  song  of  the  oak 168 

Be  sacred  truth,  my  son 106 

Begin  the  high  celestial  strain 20 

Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high 59 

Brothers,  sisters,  ere  we  part 8 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 53 

Before  all  lands  from  east  to  west 107 

Before  all  causes  east  or  west 122 

Bright  smiles  the  morn 125 

Brothers,  sing  vdih  voice  united 127 

Begone,  dulfsloth 130 

Brothers,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow 141 

Brightly  the  morning  sun 153 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 
ing   159 

Be  kind  to  thy  father 176 

187 


188  INDEX 


Child,  amid  the  jflowers  at  play 78 

Come,  bless  this  evening's  closing  hour....  80 

Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 66 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King 8 

Come,  ye  children 118 

Come  where  joy  and  gladness 132 

Come  to  the  sunset  tree 142 

Come  tell  me,  blue-eyed  stranger 144 

Come,  brothers,  come 154 

Come  !  come  !  come 172 

Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dell 103 

Father,  Trhate'er  of  earthly  bliss 99 

Father  of  our  feeble  race 12 

Father,  refuge  of  my  soul 15 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating 37 

Father,  in  thy  secret  dwelling 36 

Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 71 

Flow  gently,  sweet  Croton 94 

Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  vSon  . .  60 

For  a  season  called  to  part 96 

From  earliest  dawn  of  life 68 

Farewell  to  thee,  Araby's  daughter 138 

Faintly  as  tolls  the  evening  chime 156 

Float  on,  float  on,  my  haunted  bark 165 

Gracious  source  of  every  blessing 25 

Great  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  powers 18 

God  is  love,  his  mercy  brightens 24 

Great  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son 17 

Great  God,  we  sing  thy  mighty  hand 19 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 42 

Guide  me,  0  thou  Great  Jehovah 27 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 64 

Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring  92 
Go  to  thy  rest,  my  child '. 102 


INDEX.  189 


Happy  fhs  meek,  •whose  gentle  heart 51 

Heavenly  Fatlmr,  grant  thy  blessing 22 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light 35 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 51 

How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 20 

How  dear  to  my  heart 113 

Hark  !  the  deep-toned  bell  is  calling 124 

Hark  !  the  pealing 123 

How  beautiful  the  morning 129 

Hail!  all  hail 140 

Hark!  'tis  the  bells 160 

Hast  thou  been  in  the  woods 158 

How  cheering  the  thought 169 

Haste  thee,  schoolboy 179 

Hear,  ye  children 185 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 74 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me 27 

In  the  cottage  near  the  wood  98 

It  is  not  earthly  pleasure 104 

It  is  not  in  the  noisy  street 109 

I  have  come  from  a  happy  land 127 

In  the  merry  month  of  Maying 143 

I  hear  thee  speak  of  the  better  land 180 

I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hiUs 183 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 56 

Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 70 

Let  us  love  one  another 76 

Land  of  our  fathers  !  wheresoe'er  we  loam  90 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 28 

May  the  grace  of  Chiist  our  Savior 26 

May  thy  olive  plants  increasing 72 


190  INDEX. 


Merrily  every  bosom  boundeth 150 

Mark,  O  mark,  sweet  friends 167 

My  native  land,  my  native  land 182 

0  God,  thy  grace  impart 9 

0  Lord,  another  week  is  flown 31 

0  Lord,  behold,  before  thy  throne 58 

O  come,  come  away 81 

0,  sweetly  breathe  the  IjTes  above, 63 

0  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time 33 

O  Thou,  enthroned  in  worlds  above 21 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 47 

Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven 57 

0  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh 84 

Our  youthful  hearts 117 

O,  -vWpe  av;ay  that  tear 134 

O,  pilot,  'tis  a  fearful  night 136 

O,  it  is  not  while  riches 145 

Of  m.y  parents  bereft 148 

Over  the  mountain  wave 151 

0,  what  can  make  this  glorious  land 164 

O,  s^viftly  glides  the  bonny  boat 166 

Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven 183 

Part  in  peace,  is  day  before  us 25 

Praise  the  Lord  when  blushing  morning  . .  23 

Peace  be  to  this  habitation  28 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator 26 

Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name 10 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 11 

Praise  the  Lord  who  reigns  above   30 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens,  adore  him. . . .  38 

Raise  your  banner   119 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  tl-y  wings 29 


INDEX.  191 


Remember  thy  Creator  41 

Roll  on,  thou  great  and  glorious  river 171 

Silently,  silently,  ope  and  close 110 

Softly  now  the  li^ht  of  day 77 

Soft,  soft  music  is  stealing  76 

Suppliant,  low,  thy  children  bend 78 

Swift  my  childhood's  dreams  are  passing  . .     7 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 71 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 32 

Sweet  day,  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright 83 

Sleep  forsakes  us,  may  the  soul 86 

Shed  not  a  tear  o'er  your  friend's  early  bier  91 
Sparkling  and  bright  in  its  liquid  light.. . .  93 

Shall  school  acquaintance 116 

Schoolmate,  wherefbre  weepest  thou 125 

School  is  begun 131 

See,  brothers,  see  how  the  night  comes  on.. 170 
Speak  gently ;  it  is  better  far 175 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 48 

The  hours  of  evening  close , 67 

Ten  thousand  different  flowers 68 

The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade 75 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace    73 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 62 

There  is  a  pure,  a  peaceful  wave 55 

There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 60 

Thy  works  proclaim  thy  glory.  Lord 59 

There  is  a  happy  land 49 

The  rose  that  blooms  in  Sharon's  vale  ....  53 
The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away  44 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 38 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 31 

To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large 14 


192  INDEX. 


There  is  a  place  of  waveless 85 

The  eastern  hills  are  glowing 88 

Thou,  who  didst  with  love  and  blessing....  89 

The  sweet  birds  are  winging ,  96 

'Tis  the  last  rose  of  summer 97 

This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 99 

To  Thee,  our  Father  and  our  Friend 105 

The  pleasant  school 10^ 

The  drink  that's  in  the  drunkard's  bowl. .  .121 
The  ground  was  all  covered  with  snow  ....  146 

The  sun  had  sunk  behind  the  hill T^ 

The  night  w^as  dark  p.nd  fearful *1^ 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd 184 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear  46 

"Watch  of  Israel,  we  shall  tf est, ^4  . 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night  ..f. 34< 

When  shall  we  all  meet  again 13 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array 16 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power . . .  1 . .  65 

While  nature  welcomes  in  the  day 79 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain  ....  87 

When  our  fathers  long  ago  100 

We  have  come  to  our  school-room Ill 

We  greet  with  joy 116 

Why,  ah,  why,  my  heart,  this  sadness 133 

Wild  roved  an  Indian  girl 157 

When  0  'er  the  silent  seas  alone 155' 

Where  do  children  love  to  go 180 

When  joy  thy  heart  is  swelling 178 

You  must  wake  and  call  me  early 173 

Ye  banks  and  braes  of  Bonnie  Doon 112 


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